Ecuadorian roses, more than one meter tall

When the box stood straight, it reached up to Blair's waist.

The courier gave a bashful smile.

"The gift giver asked me to say it was from your husband, and to say it loudly.”

Blair frowned. It was an odd request.

She looked on every side of the box but there was no signature, only the gift inside.

“Then I can't sign for it. I have no husband. You can go now." She didn't think the gift was from Wesley. That man wasn't the romantic type. Even the ring a moment ago had been a surprise. Last time, when she asked him to buy her a bouquet of roses, he had said no. How could he have possibly bought her a bunny made of roses?

Convinced it couldn't be from him, she wanted no part of the gift.

Her colleagues all disagreed when they heard her words. They crowded around her, offering opinions, their voices making it hard to separate each person.

“Blair, do you know how much this is?" "I think this is the tallest preserved roses bunny. I saw it on the website once. It costs more than one hundred thousand!" "Come on, sign for it!"

"My gosh! ALL that money just for a bunny? Blair, your husband is rich!" "When did you get married?" "What does he do?

“This is killing me!"

On and on the flurry of questions and statements came.

Caught in the storm stirred by the gift, Blair grew upset. This had to be some kind of practical joke.

The courier suddenly pointed at the lower right corner of the box and asked, “Look! Does that remind you of anyone?"

Blair looked carefully. The letter was written with a black marker.

Blair's eyes grew round. Had it really been from Wesley? As excited as she was, she tried to deny it.

She didn't want to believe he'd sent this gift. He wasn't that kind of guy. Someone must be impersonating him.

She started pushing the man toward the door.

“Let's talk outside.

You've made a mistake. This isn't for me."

“But it is for you," the courier exclaimed.

“Look. Your employee ID says your name is Blair Johnson with the translation team. That's what it says on the address. Just take it. I'm running late for my next delivery."

Just then, Blair's phone rang. It was Niles

Hi, Blair, have you gotten my brother's gift?"