She was a delicate flower in the freezing wind.
“She was a flower that gave you the slip,” I said. “She found another guy who understood her, and you married for money. You married me.”
AFTER HIS GREATEST LOVE BY ZDRAVKA EVTIMOVA 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 12
I was a woman to be reckoned with.
At least I thought so.
“She is a delicate being,” Grisha said, meaning his ex-girlfriend. “She was a flower in…