After that day, Caleb stopped cornering me outside my office.
But he found other ways to make himself part of my life.
Flowers arrived at the front desk every day.
At first they were white roses. Then came sunflowers. After that, he sent lilies of the valley, which I'd once mentioned liking in passing.
The messages on the cards grew shorter and simpler.
I'm still waiting for you.
Natalie, I'm sorry.
I'll change.
I had the front desk send every arrangement back.
So he stopped sending flowers and switched to gifts.
He sent the plush throw pillow I'd once wanted, the one he'd insisted on returning, along with the star night-light, a projector with soothing sounds, and even another star night-light matching the exact one he'd asked about in the comments.
I donated all of it to chari
