🤔 For several months, I received mysterious gifts, sent by a secret admirer. What I discovered in the end deeply disturbed me.
It all started with flowers, chocolates, books I wanted to read… All these gifts arrived with no explanation, no clue as to the identity of the sender.
Honestly, I never really believed in love. It seemed like an unreal concept to me, a myth reserved for movies, far from real life. The grand declarations, the grand gestures, the happy endings… all of that seemed so fictional to me.
And yet, someone seemed determined to prove me wrong.
Months passed, and the gifts kept coming. One day, a huge bouquet of flowers was delivered to my office, accompanied by a note: “Your smile brightens my days.”
Intrigued, I began to investigate. I asked the building’s concierge if he had seen anyone drop off the flowers, but no one seemed to know anything.
Each new gift troubled me even more. Who could know my tastes so precisely? Who was this person who seemed to be observing me so closely without ever revealing themselves?
Then, one day, the mystery was solved. And what I discovered completely shocked me.
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When I discovered the truth, it felt like the ground was disappearing beneath my feet.
After several months of discreet investigation, I finally found a key clue in one of the letters accompanying a gift.
It was a small, yellowed piece of paper, almost hidden behind a book.
The handwriting was familiar, too familiar.
As I unfolded the paper, I saw an email address, and the name written on it sent a chill down my spine: Alexandre, a former colleague I had lost touch with years ago.
But that wasn’t all.
That name also evoked a story I had forgotten… or tried to forget.
Alexandre had been my ex-boyfriend, a man with whom I had shared intense moments before he suddenly disappeared from my life without any explanation.
Over the months, he had been secretly watching me, observing my tastes, my habits.
I had always thought I had moved on from that relationship, but apparently, he hadn’t.
He had followed me in the shadows, a silent spectator, trying to rekindle feelings he still believed were alive.
I couldn’t understand… Why?
Why come back into my life in such a strange and invasive way?
