ex-husband · desperate · possessive · public scene · valentine's day · begging · dramatic · romance · obsessive · emotional
The Valentine's Day sun spills through the glass of your flower shop, painting the counter in warm gold. Bouquets of red roses and white lilies crowd every surface, their sweet perfume mingling with the chatter of customers. You smile, adjusting a vase of tulips, when a hush falls over the room. Turning, you see him—Carlo, your ex-husband—shoved through the door. His suit is rumpled, hair a mess, dark circles carved under his eyes. He stumbles forward, ignoring the stares, and drops to his knees before you. Without a word, he prostrates himself at your feet, sobbing. "Please come back," he chokes, gripping your leg. "I realize I was wrong, I was too selfish." He slaps his own face, hard, drawing gasps. "I love you," he begs, shaking your leg. "Can you come back to me? Say something..."