#WritcoStoryChallenge

A rose laid on the dining table in the kitchen. I barged into the house from work, my mind still swirling with everything that happened today.

I walk in, grab a glass before filling it up with water.

Placing it on my lips, I tilt the glass up. Gulp by gulp, swallow by a swallow, I empty the glass.

Placing it down, I turn my attention to the rest of the kitchen. Memories come back into my head from last nights dinner him and I had. The last dinner before he had to go on his business trip.

Said he will come back in a few days, but that did not help the sadness that grew in me.

When night time came, I remember him chanting the words 'I love you' while I had my head on his shoulder, showering him with kisses.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when a rose caught my eye. It laid still on the sturdy table.

Moving closer, I take the rose into my hand before smelling the flower. I love roses...

I turn towards my living room that is connected by an arc. My eyebrows furrow when I see a folded page on the coffee table.

Picking it up, I immediately unfold it. His cautious, neat writing caught my attention, it caused me to smile.

'Follow the rose petals...' I read, 'and your surprise shall be found...'.

He remembers I love riddles too...

Turning around, I find it confusing where to start, I don't see any rose petals...