Ella's POV
I picked up the large bouquet of red roses from the doorstep of the apartment. They were quite heavy but smelled heavenly. I have loved flowers ever since I was a child.
I dropped it in the kitchen’s trash can along with the other bouquets of different flowers I received in the past week. Each bouquet came with a well written note, some included poems while some just had short paragraphs, and they were all signed ‘Tom’ at the end.
Ever since Tom came to the office I had been receiving numerous gifts from him, the majority of which were flowers but it also included gift cards , new clothes and shoes, and I was so sick of it.
Don't get me wrong, I loved flowers, but when Tom and I were together, he knew I loved them but never got me one bouquet. But now that he had seen me
