She knew she had to call the police. This couldn't go on forever. She had to go home at one point.
And there was always a yellow rose waiting for her....with a note and a picture.
She got texts everyday too.
The ones she was most afraid of were the pictures--of her.
No matter where she was, he would send her a picture. She had to go to the police.
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100 Yellow Roses
Short Story*Completed/editing* He's obsessed, she's scared. Sent 100 yellow roses to profess his love, or rather, his infatuation.... The wrong kind of love. *Awesome cover by @mayliemerlin Highest rank: #69 in Short Story
