Karen had always thought of Roger as distant, not caring about what she liked when he kept buying her cheap roses in the past.
Now, she realized that wasn't the case. Roger had known her preferences all along and just hadn't fulfilled them. The orchid garden in front of her felt like a dream.
"This isn't real." Her cold heart warmed up, similar to the rays of the sun.
"It is. Do you like it?" Roger asked eagerly, hoping he hadn't gone overboard. Karen was too stunned to speak. Squatting, she began to admire the ones closest to her. They were still blooming. "How did you know?"
The way she admired the blooming orchids like little babies was heartwarming, and Roger felt that all his efforts had paid off.
Karen wasn't too hard to please. She loved the simple things in life, a
