"Even my phone misses your calls,

By the way..."

Some stories begin with love letters.

This one began with flowers

Every morning, a new bouquet appeared upon the desk of a young secretary who had long accepted that loving her married boss was a feeling destined to remain unanswered. Yet with each blossom came another quiet act of kindness, another lingering glance, another reason for her carefully built walls to tremble. Within the polished halls of Hartwell Corporation, where duty always came before desire, two hearts slowly found themselves speaking a language neither of them dared to name.

Sometimes, the loudest confessions are never spoken at all. Sometimes... they arrive wrapped in petals.

Warning: Sensitive Topics like BETRAYAL.