Abby turned her back to Caleb and started looking at all of the fresh flowers on the neighboring stand. She started smelling all of the flowers and tried to ignore his presence but he was persistent. Without turning to look at him, Abby coldly responded. "You're my ex," she stopped to smell a few sunflowers. "So no. I didn't hook up with my ex."
She started chatting with the florist, asking her to arrange something with wildflowers that were purple and green, and then to mix in some sunflowers for her. When the florist agreed that it would look nice, Abby smiled, proud of herself for coming up with something girly but pretty, and rubbed her bump as if that would share the good news. Her moment was cut short when Caleb kept talking. She couldn't help but take in a deep breath and turn around to face Caleb, clearly annoyed.
"Since when do you care about my well being?" Abby rolled her eyes and turned back to the florist, handing her money and taking the flowers. "Just... go away, Caleb."