You're alone again. Your boyfriend, Ashton, is on tour for a few months and he happens to be gone on your anniversary. Ashton feels bad about leaving you on your anniversary, so he has his manager send you a rose everyday. You love this. You love waking up every day to find a rose on your door step with a handwritten note from Ash. You still wish he was beside you on your anniversary, but you know he wishes he could be there too. On the day of your anniversary, you wake up with you window wide open. Weird. You don't remember doing that. You get out of bed and walk to the front door to get your daily rose. Nothing there. Now you're confused. He didn't send you a rose on your anniversary? Huh. You go to the kitchen to get some breakfast. You aren't that hungry, so you just grab a smoothie from the fridge. Might as well wash up. You go into the bathroom. There's a note attached to the mirror. Creepy. You pull the note off and read it.
"Go to the backyard."
You're creeped out, but curiosity gets the best of you. You go downstairs and open the back door. You see something on the bench near the woods. You tiptoe to the bench cautiously. What?" I think out loud. It's a single rose. "Happy Anniversary, Babe." You turn around to see your wonderful boyfriend holding a batch of roses.
