Every Night for Weeks, I Found a Red Rose Outside My Door, Until It Came with a Note That Led Me to the Chilling Secret Behind It
For weeks, a single red rose appeared on Margaret’s doorstep each morning, an enigmatic gesture that danced between romance and mystery. At first, she was charmed, even flattered, by the quiet attention. But as the days turned into weeks, the silent gifts began to feel more like an unanswered question—and then they stopped. In their…