Liam

You'd been working as a florist for quite a while now. You loved flowers: you had a sea of ​​them at home, and you managed to take care of them all. There were some difficult customers at work, but you found a way to deal with them all.

One day, you were staying late at work, and as you were walking home, you felt like someone was following you. You quickened your pace, and so did he. You quickly ran to your house, locked the door, checked all the windows, and closed them too.

When I was sure everything was locked, I breathed a sigh of relief. But the tension remained: who was following you and what the hell did they want from you?

So a week passed. And every single day, someone followed you and left gifts at your door with notes like:

• Baby, you look so beautiful when you work. My heart skips a beat just looking at you.

You noticed the heavy gaze on your back every time. One day, as you were finishing your workday, the last customer came in.

It was a man of about thirty: a leather jacket, black trousers and a bracelet on his hand - black, of course.

You looked at him and said:

"Sir, what do you want?" you said, looking at him tiredly.

“Dark purple violets, please,” he said calmly, watching your hands as you carefully wrapped the beautiful violets in dark blue wrapping paper.

You gave him the flowers, he paid and left.

The next evening, there was a knock on the door. You opened it and saw the very violets you'd given to the man. You took the note from the flowers and read:

— To the most beautiful florist in this world.

And the signature is from your stalker.

And suddenly you remembered that man in the flower shop and realized that the stalker who had been following you and sending you gifts was that handsome man from the store.

A month passed. You were working and at the same time, you met this "stalker," learning that his name was Liam.

One day, as you were reading a book on the couch, someone suddenly broke down your door. You jumped up, grabbing the first thing you could find.

You slowly walked out and looked and there stood Liam, near the broken door.