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*Chapter one has been slightly edited*

TW: THE GRAMMAR WILL BE BAD AT THE BEGINNING OF THIS BOOK BUT IT WILL PROGRESSIVELY GET BETTER

TW: THE GRAMMAR WILL BE BAD AT THE BEGINNING OF THIS BOOK BUT IT WILL PROGRESSIVELY GET BETTER

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𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀

High enough

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"Do you believe he's a stalker?" Nora questioned as she sipped her coffee.

"I mean, yeah. It's scary that I saw him twice yesterday." Nora and I are in a cafe. We come here frequently to speak about anything since it's so peaceful.

"Maybe it's simply a coincidence; don't freak out."

"You're correct, I won't." I will. That dude is really scaring me.

"Wait," she says as she pauses to swallow her food. "Do you believe he knows who you are and is stalking you because of it?" I frown and pause for a moment.

"He does resemble a mafia figure, though."

"That's most likely why."

No one knows my deepest secret except Nora. I have a lot of faith in her, and I'm astonished she's not afraid of me.

"Oh, and I discovered Jordan is cheating on you." I choke on my drink.

"What?!"

She sighs and says, "I saw him kissing that girl behind the club where you work. That man dropped down on his knees and begged me not to tell you like a dog." That explains why he didn't return my call last night.

"I'm going to murder that fucker."

"I never know if you're joking when you say this, but I'm hoping it's a joke." She smiles uncomfortably, but as she realises I'm not kidding, her grin fades.

"We'll, shit."

∞༺♡༻✧

"Hi, babe." Jordan smiled as he entered my apartment and kissed my cheeks. I grin at him with my crimson lips.

When he turns around, my face drops in disgust, and I wipe the kiss off my cheek. I can't believe I used to like it.

"How did work go last night?" I stated this knowing full well that he wasn't at work.

"Exhausting; it was a rough night." He stated this while turning on my television in the living room.

"It was definitely a rough night." I mutter under my breath while rolling my eyes and putting wine into a glass for myself.

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