Comfort

The rest of Azriel's day was something he considered uneventful, although that was to be expected since he didn't set a foot outside the company even once. As the day dwindled, the sun slowly succumbed to the darkness of the night, and the city bustling with nightlife, and yet Azriel's day in the office has just finished at six in the evening. He thanked Lilian for her service for the day before making his way out of the company, his bag on hand filled with additional paperwork he needed to address the next day.

The drive back to the hospital was a quiet one, but he did instruct the driver to stop at Nesryn's favorite café so he could buy her a box of egg tarts and a bouquet of red and yellow tulips, signifying perfect love and cheerful thoughts, respectively. He didn't know what overcame him, but he was instantly attracted to the two tulips when he laid his eyes on them at the flower shop next door to the café.