Source: Pablo

He was jubilant that day. His simple, not so flowery and yet fancy in a way proposal was accepted. That evening he passed a long time staring across the 22 gifts he had received from 22 different people as a gesture of budding feelings of love over years. However, his philosophy when it comes to Love was simply, ‘Be my Guest’ and hence resulting in a break-up; some amicable and some hostile. But for the 23rd time, he had allowed love to be his guest for the one last and final time as that day’s ‘Yes’ keeps reverberating every time he sees her.

This fiction is written for the Blog Chatter weekly prompt ‘Be my guest’.