You didn’t think you had a very patterned life. Not until he came into it. This creature that watched you from the shadows, learned everything about you.

He knew you had a morning breakfast routine, one latte with eggs over medium heaped over your homemade sourdough that you get from the local farmer’s markets on Sundays. You go to work, you come home and at 6:13 almost every night you go for a jog or a walk around the park, always before sunset, and when it’s cool in the day.

Good girl, you shouldn’t be out past sunset all by yourself, the world isn’t kind to sweet little mice that go out in the dark.

You only start to really panic when you receive the fourth red rose. Every day since Monday, you have a red rose waiting on your doorstep when you return from your run, the hazy light of dusk plays tricks on you, you look around, trying to catch a glimpse…but you never see anyone there.

You don’t see the way he looks out for you…how he cares…but you will soon enough.

Zade Meadows can be a very patient man.