I Received 100 Yellow Roses While My Husband Was Away on a Business Trip—The Number of Flowers Terrified Me Enough to Call the Police

Amos to an abandoned hunting cabin outside the city. I was not allowed to go, but every second felt like a year. I sat at the station, holding Daniel’s wedding ring between my fingers because he had left it on his dresser before his “trip.”

When Detective Kellan finally returned, his eyes were wet.

“He’s alive,” he said.

I stood too fast. “Daniel?”

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