After that deadly night, I somehow managed to sleep for just one and a half hours. Yes, you read that right—only one and a half hours. I don't know what I'll do if I receive another message from that stalker.
I have no idea what will happen if the text comes again or what my bloody stalker will do to Kian. How does he even know about my crush? Only my best friends know about my obsession with Morelli. Not even my brother or my parents know, and they shouldn't after what they did in the past. But still, I'm confused and scared.
I'm not only terrified because of the stalker but also because I'm alone here in London. My aunt is nearby, but her mansion is about 10 kilometers away. Never mind that I have a driver and I'm a VIP here, so I shouldn't need to stress. But still, only my best friend Rachel lives somewhat close to my apartment complex.
So basically, it means that I'm the only one in the group residing in this apartment complex.
Pushing all the negative thoughts about the stalker and all that bullshit aside, I opened my MacBook to check the security cameras around my apartment. I'm pretty sure the stalker was here while texting me. There are only two apartments on this floor, and the one opposite mine is occupied by a family. I haven't seen or heard of him.
Even the children in that family are strangely quiet. The kids are about two or three years old, an age where they're usually hard to handle. But these kids seem like a different breed—they don't make any noise, nor do they trouble their family or me.
I haven't met them personally, but I've seen glimpses of them through my camera. Anyway, they aren't the important thing right now.
I opened the CCTV application on my Mac and was literally shocked by what I saw.
A message appeared on the screen: "Dear Customer, your footage on the security camera has been deleted an hour ago. The computer can't find any files related to the footage. Click here 'red icon' to view the live footage."
What the actual fuck? Who deleted that footage? And how do I not know that? And why the fuck should I see the live footage when I want to see the footage from last night?
What the fuck is wrong with this security camera? How is this even possible?
"Fuck me," I groaned in frustration.
I was about to throw this dumb laptop on the floor when a notification from a caller distracted me. I picked up the phone and saw that it was Dahlia and Celestia—they had arrived.
Thank God my two best friends were here. Now I could spill more tea.
"Hey bae," Dahlia and Celestia said in unison.
"Hi, babies," I replied.
"Is our pookie doing good in her penthouse?" they said together before bursting into laughter.
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