You were eating breakfast in the morning, you have to get to work soon. There was a knock on the door. You got up and opened it. There was a beautiful bouquet of white roses with purple dye on parts of the petals and a letter. It's another one, the third one this month.

"Dear, Princess You looked ravishing at the party last night, I happened to be there. That dress looked great on you. But I hated how everyone were ogling you. You're mine, love. I hope you like the flowers, I saw these and it reminded me of you. Beautiful. Love, Your secret admirer"

You took the bouquet and the letter inside. You don't know what to think about all this. On one side, you're flustered, and you do like the flowers and the compliments. But it's also concerning, he knows where you live and sends you letters, he's not being straight up inappropriate either.