She was waiting for the door to be opened, holding a bouquet of flowers with sparkles of hope in her eyes. Her hands and feet were cold and shaky because, being a girl it was the hardest job for her to take the initiative to let him know her sentiments, passion and sincerity for him.
Her emotions, expectations and feelings were as delicate and fragile as those flowers in her hands. A harsh refusal could destroy and hurt them badly.
Suddenly the door opens, and the man she wanted to see impatiently, appears. As soon as she presented him the bouquet of her emotions, sentiments along with the flowers, a cold and wicked smile spread across his face. He just took a glimpse on the girl, took the bouquet from her hands, smelled the flowers and the very next moment, threw them all on the ground, crushed them under his feet and shut the door on her face.
She was just quiet, standing astonished and anxious, seeing the murder and then a funeral of her emotions which were crushed by him brutally. A moment or two in a little shock, she stood up and returned from there.
Although she came back home but a "NO" could be said in other gentle ways not hurting the sentiments and self respect of a person. She had thought not to waste her time for such an emotionless, heartless, ill mannered and rude person. What future brings you would be the best for her indeed.
LIFE GOES ON, WE MEET PEOPLE, GET HURT, RECEIVE REFUSALS BUT IN THE END, WE HAVE TO STAY STRONG, STAND STRONGER AND MOVE ON.
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