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…