Chapter Thirty- Two: The Secret Admirer

The early morning sun streamed through the large window in my room. Although some parts of my room still had dark patches. I was in the bathroom washing sleep off my eyes when I heard the doorbell ring. It couldn't be Evans. We haven't spoken for some days now after that night and we both needed our space. I needed mine to take in all that he had told me and somehow my feelings for him had not changed. Angela had gone out of town again for her usual countless trips. One of which I would be going for sooner than later. I let out a soft sigh and walked out of the bathroom running my hand through my rough hair in a means to detangle every strand of my messy hair walking over to get to the door. I opened it to find myself looking at a note and a bouquet of flowers. “Another note and flowers, if I had been saving up the flowers I had received from this strange person, maybe I would have opened a flower store by now,” I mumbled and stepped out on the porch looking around to maybe catch a g