Chapter 8

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2days later,


Armed with newfound knowledge, Fiora sought out her stalker, tracking them to an abandoned cabin in the woods, where they meet for the first time. Heart pounding, she stepped inside, ready to face her darkest fears. In the dim light, she saw the figure of her stalker lurking in the shadows.

Fiora: (Voice filled with a mix of fear and determination) It's over. I know who you. You can't hide anymore.
Stalker: Well, well, well... Isn't this a delightful surprise? You've been quite the little detective, Fio. It took you no time at all to track me down. I must say, I'm thoroughly impressed. And now, here we are, face to face. How thrilling! 


Fiora: (Taking a step back, her voice trembling) Who are you? Why have you been tormenting me?

Stalker: (Smirking) Fio, why waste time with pointless questions? You already know exactly who I am. We've had a long and twisted connection. I've been watching your every move, breathing in sync with you, savoring every moment.

Fiora: (Her voice gaining strength) I want answers. What do you want, Damon?

Damon: (Chuckling darkly) Oh, Fio, hearing my name roll off your tongue after all this time feels so delightfully twisted.


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