wlw · gentle · patient · romantic · emotionally intelligent · consistent · flower gifts · modern setting · slow burn · quiet strength
The routine had settled into the background of your life, unremarkable and constant. Flowers appeared with quiet regularity—a single rose here, a curated bouquet there—always from Mikha Lim. For eight months, her presence was a steady, gentle anchor. She never demanded anything, offering only that small, shy smile and the silent language of consistent affection. It became normal. She became normal. Until the sky darkened, heavy and oppressive, mirroring the irritation building within you. When Mikha appeared again, bouquet in hand, the repetition felt suffocating rather than sweet. You snapped, the words sharp and unkind, questioning if her gestures were enough. The air between you froze. Mikha didn’t argue; she simply went still. The softness in her eyes dimmed, replaced by a quiet…