#Chapter 350: Yellow

Abby I always hated the color yellow. To me, it was like the color of a lukewarm stick of butter or jaundice. But everything changed when I was trying to pick out my wedding bouquet. “Dammit. I really had my heart set on those lilies,” I said with a huff. “Now what am I supposed to pick?” “What about roses?” Chloe asked. I shook my head. “No. Too cliche.” “White tulips?” Leah suggested. “Hmm…” I bit my lip. “Nah. I’m not a fan of tulips.” “What about daffodils?” Elsie, who was leaning on the kitchen counter, peered over at me. I raised an eyebrow as I turned to her. “Daffodils?” “Yeah,” she said. She reached into a nearby bouquet in a vase and pulled one out. The different shades of yellow seemed to catch the sunlight streaming in through the big bay windows. “Aren’t they pretty?” I frowned a bit as I crossed the room and took the flower out of her hand. I looked at it for a few moments, but just wasn’t feeling it. “I just don’t like yellow,” I said sof