White Rose

A Story by Bravura

love remember

She open the door stepped out took the white rose, took a long sniff. Her heart raced, she battle happy emotions and sad memories. She had been ready to tell the man in front of her that she loved him. He dared to stand there and give her a white rose, she was not untouched, she couldn't even bear to take off that ring. The man she gave her heart to promised marriage by that ring. but he died more then a year ago.

He gave her the white rose, stepped back one step to watch her. He knew she loved him but need to know if she could move on, if she could move on with him. The ring in his left hand felt hot, weighted a ton. He smiled when she lifted the flower to her nose. Then watched the struggle in her eyes.