That night, Caroline sleeps late, staring at the flowers and the chocolates in the bedside table. Whoever sends her the flower knows her. No one would waste their time and money sending this kind of stuff unless there's a reason behind it and of course the sender knew her by name which bothered her a lot.
She was wildly guessing who could be the one doing this? And for what reason?
It would have been much better if there was a name of the sender or a phone number so that she can directly ask the sender why he or she was giving her flowers?
Of course, that person knows her and she doesn't know the sender.
Although it's not yet a reason to feel afraid and worried. She will just treat this incident as one isolated case of a mysterious stranger's random spur of the moment whim to send her flowers.
