Someone gifting me some books, flowers from an anonymous sender, a box of adult toys on my doorstep, and then that letter… it all looks innocent until you put them all together. But I don’t put them all together; I believe they are all just coincidences, so I don’t really worry.But I really, really should worry.While I enjoy my birthday with the man I love, the person who’s been stalking me for months, well, he has other ideas.And they’re about to burn my world to the ground.