𝗛𝗢𝗧 | 𝗠𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗰𝗸 || 𝗔𝗠𝗕𝗪

𝘾𝙊𝙇𝘿𝙀𝙍

Hope stood alone in a dimly lit alley, her heart pounding in her chest as she faced her stalker, the source of so much fear and uncertainty in her life. Though she trembled with apprehension, a fierce determination burned within her, driving her to confront the demon that had haunted her for far too long.

"Why me?" she demanded, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and desperation. "Why have you done this to me?"

The stalker regarded her with an unsettling calmness, his gaze piercing through her like a knife. "Because you're special," he replied cryptically, a twisted smile playing at the corners of his lips.

Hope recoiled at his words, her mind reeling with confusion. "Special?" she echoed, her voice barely above a whisper. "What do you mean?"

The stalker took a step closer, his eyes alight with a fervent intensity. "You're not like the others," he continued, his voice low and hypnotic. "You have a light within you, a spark of something... extraordinary. I couldn't resist I couldn’t it go to waste."

Hope felt a chill run down her spine as his words washed over her, a sense of dread settling in the pit of her stomach. "But why hurt me?" she pleaded, her voice trembling with emotion. "Why torment me like this?"

The stalker's smile widened, revealing a glimpse of the darkness that lurked within him. "Because I wanted to make you mine," he confessed, his voice dripping with malice. "To possess you, body and soul. And if I couldn't have you, then no one else could."

As the memories faded and reality came crashing back in, Hope was left with a sense of unease that lingered like a shadow in the recesses of her mind. Though she had confronted her stalker and put an end to his reign of terror, the scars he had left behind would continue to haunt her for years to come. But in the face of adversity, she would find strength, resilience, and the courage to forge ahead, one step at a time.