The thing about conversation and talks is when you're confused even more, not resolving anything. I don't know how it happened, but it's just happened. Jullienne was giggling on my side as I receive a bouquet of sunflower with a gold card. Seeing the Dear Joey bold on the hard paper card and nothing else.
It's been two weeks since we talked and after that day, I receive a non-stop sunflower bouquet. At the back of the card is the initial of the sender, T. A. M. with a simple style of writing.
"I'm the maid of honor alright?" I just give her a side glare as I walk away, finding a vase again.
I was in my room, in front of the laptop when I heard my phone beep. I look at it and click the massage. An emoticon shows a dog doing a puppy eye. I bite my lower lip and sigh.
"What?" I replie
