C30 Perfect Manipulation

Me and Saira completed a few months together, I was eighteen, at a blooming age for love so I got some roses for my thirty three year old wife.

“Saira…” I called, entering our room after knocking.

“Hmm?” She didn’t bother to look up from her phone.

“I.. uh.. I got this for you,” I offer them a bouquet of roses with a grin.

I was juvenile, I failed to understand that I was unwanted.

“Oh