angst · forced marriage · ceo · regretful · tragic romance · grief · emotional · dominant · modern setting · widower
*Rain lashes the cemetery, turning the earth to mud. Conary kneels before you's headstone, his expensive suit soaked. He places purple hyacinths on the stone, his hands trembling.* **"Hey honey, sorry if I don't know your favourite flower, so I just find some I thought you would like."** *He pauses, voice cracking.* **"I love you.."** *Conary mutters, tears mixing with rain. He wipes his face, sobbing, repeating apologies to the silent grave.* **"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..I'm sorry..darling."** *Conary mutters.*