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A bouquet of white roses landed on my desk, accompanied by a chilling note that made my heart race. I broke into a cold sweat and tossed the flowers in the trash. Someone knew my secret. Who? What did they want from me?<\/p>\n
The day started like any other Tuesday at the office. I had my usual grande latte and was scrolling through emails when a delivery guy walked in, carrying the most stunning bouquet of white roses I\u2019d ever seen.<\/p>\n
\u201cDelivery for Rebecca,\u201d he announced, placing the bouquet next to my keyboard.<\/p>\n
I felt the eyes of my coworkers on me as I signed for the flowers. Jenny from accounting leaned over her cubicle, eyebrows raised.<\/p>\n
\u201cSecret admirer, Becca?\u201d she teased.<\/p>\n
I laughed it off, but inside, my mind was racing. Who could have sent these flowers? And why today?<\/p>\n
\u201cNo idea,\u201d I replied. \u201cMaybe it\u2019s a mistake?\u201d<\/p>\n
Jenny snorted. \u201cA mistake? Someone\u2019s obviously got the hots for you.\u201d<\/p>\n
As soon as the delivery guy left, I inspected the bouquet. The roses were perfect\u2014pristine petals and aromatic smells. Their scent was intoxicating.<\/p>\n
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That\u2019s when I noticed a small, cream-colored note nestled between the blooms. My fingers trembled slightly as I plucked it out.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does it say?\u201d Jenny called out.<\/p>\n
\u201cGive me a sec.\u201d<\/p>\n
I unfolded the note and froze at the words:<\/p>\n
\u201cYou always wanted the spotlight. Let\u2019s see how you handle it now.\u201d<\/p>\n
The words hit me like a punch to the gut. Someone knew. About me. My mind started spinning. Who could it be?<\/p>\n
\u201cEverything okay?\u201d Jenny\u2019s voice snapped me back.<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, just unexpected.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat does it say?\u201d she pressed.<\/p>\n
I quickly folded the note and shoved it into my drawer. \u201cJust a cheesy line. Nothing much.\u201d<\/p>\n
For the rest of the morning, I couldn\u2019t focus. The flowers sat there, a reminder that my secret could be exposed. Every time someone walked by, I flinched.<\/p>\n
During the team meeting, I barely heard a word from my boss, Karen. My mind kept drifting to the note, to the past I\u2019d tried to leave behind.<\/p>\n
\u201cRebecca? Your thoughts on this?\u201d Karen\u2019s voice cut through my haze. I blinked, realizing everyone was staring.<\/p>\n
\u201cJust a little under the weather,\u201d I lied.<\/p>\n
By lunchtime, I couldn\u2019t take it anymore. I marched over to the break room and dumped the flowers and note in the trash. As I turned to leave, I almost ran into Emily from HR.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhoa! What happened to those gorgeous roses?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot really my style.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBut they are so beautiful. Are you sure\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sure,\u201d I cut her off.<\/p>\n
The afternoon dragged on. I stared at my screen, lost in thoughts from three years ago, wondering where I\u2019d slipped up.<\/p>\n
A chat notification popped up from Tom in IT.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey Rebecca, need any help?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThanks, Tom. I\u2019m good for now.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cReally? I could swing by.\u201d<\/p>\n
I was so lost that I almost missed a conversation at the coffee machine.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you see those white roses on Rebecca\u2019s desk?\u201d It was Lisa from sales.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh yeah,\u201d Sarah from marketing replied. \u201cI got the same bouquet last year after landing the Johnson account.\u201d<\/p>\n
My head snapped up. What?<\/p>\n
Sarah continued, \u201cThe note was weird too. Something about the spotlight.\u201d<\/p>\n
I spun around. \u201cWait, you got a similar note?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, it freaked me out at first, but it was just Alison being\u2026 Alison.\u201d<\/p>\n
The relief washed over me. It wasn\u2019t about my past. Just office politics.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, it\u2019s not a threat?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cNah, just Alison being petty. Why?\u201d<\/p>\n
I hesitated. \u201cI guess I overreacted.\u201d<\/p>\n
Once they were out of sight, I felt lighter.<\/p>\n
Just then, my phone buzzed. A text from my best friend, Mia: \u201cDrinks tonight? You look like you could use one.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes! Murphy\u2019s at 7?\u201d<\/p>\n
That night at Murphy\u2019s, I couldn\u2019t stop thinking about my reaction to the flowers.<\/p>\n
\u201cSpill it, Becca,\u201d Mia said.<\/p>\n
I took a long sip. \u201cThe note brought up some memories.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAh, Mark?\u201d<\/p>\n
I nodded. \u201cI thought someone had found out.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cBecca, that was three years ago. You\u2019ve moved on, haven\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI thought I had, but today\u2026 it rushed back.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTalk to me. What happened?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI got involved with Mark. He was married. His wife found out and posted pictures of me online.\u201d<\/p>\n
She squeezed my hand. \u201cYou\u2019ve built a great life for yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re right. It\u2019s time to let it go.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDamn straight. To moving forward.\u201d<\/p>\n
The next morning, as I rounded the corner to my desk, I nearly collided with Alison.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh! Rebecca,\u201d she said, her smile not quite reaching her eyes. \u201cCongratulations on the promotion.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThanks, Alison.\u201d<\/p>\n
As I watched her go, I realized something. The spotlight might come with challenges, but I was stronger than the shadows of my past. I opened my laptop, ready for whatever came next.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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