Valentine

March 8th. Your boyfriend dumped you, and you've been feeling down since the morning, crying. You thought you'd celebrate March 8th with your boyfriend, but no. Things turned out differently. It's already past three in the afternoon. The sun is shining outside, you're no longer crying, so you decide to take a stroll through the nearby park. It was especially beautiful in the spring sunshine, but something else caught your eye: a man sitting on a bench with a bouquet of flowers. He looked sad and somehow lost. You approached him. He told me his girlfriend had been cheating on him, and today she'd come over with her lover and announced they were breaking up. "That's how it is. And I wanted to propose to her... I bought her a beautiful ring, I spent so much time choosing it..."