The day at work started off like any other, with Emma diving into her tasks and trying to ignore the lingering sense of unease from the anonymous letters and flowers she had been receiving. Despite her best efforts to focus, her mind kept wandering back to the mysterious sender and their intentions.
As she sat at her desk, immersed in her work, her phone buzzed with a text from Tom. "Hey, how’s your day going?"
Emma sighed, grateful for the distraction. She quickly replied, "Busy as usual. But I can’t stop thinking about those letters and flowers." She had told Tom about the flowers the night before.
Tom’s response was immediate. "Have you gotten any more?"
She shook her head, even though he couldn’t see her. “Not today strangely.”
Tom sent a series of comforting messages, assuring h
