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

was nothing.

“No card?” I asked before he could leave.

He checked the small tag attached near the wrapping. “No card. No signature. Just your name.”

Just my name.

At first, that did not bother me.

Daniel could be private about romantic gestures. He had never been the type to write long, poetic notes. Once, on our anniversary, he had sent me a necklace with continue reading …