Roses are No Longer Romantic

Evelyn Hartwell, my fiancée who had never sent me flowers even once during our seven years of dating, suddenly sent me 9,999 roses on my birthday, along with a whole box of condoms. I was overjoyed at first, so I quickly posted the flowers on my Instagram feeds. However, my excitement did not last long as her assistant left a comment below.

[Some people can only pick up the trash that others don’t want.]

It was then that I realized the shocking truth. Evelyn had bought a house for her assistant right below the apartment that was supposed to be our home after our wedding. The lavish gift of roses that I had thought was for me was never meant for me at all. It was for him and it had been sent to me by mistake.