Bullied By My Alpha Twins
Then, she said, “You need to set a trap.”
I blinked, not sure I had heard her right. “A trap?” I repeated, confusion lacing my words.
“Yeah, a trap,” she said, her voice filled with excitement. “You need to catch this person in the act. Here’s what you do: tomorrow, don’t go to work. Pretend you’re leaving, but stay inside and watch from the window. That way, when the person comes to drop off the flowers, you’ll see who it is.”
I hesitated. The idea sounded…well, it sounded ridiculous, like something out of a movie. But Jasmine was insistent. “It’s worth it,” she said. “Aren’t you curious? Don’t you want to know who’s been doing this?”
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