CHAPTER 14:Her Mystery boy

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Maryam's POV

I focus on my test review, scribbling notes and revising key concepts. Suddenly, my phone buzzes, breaking my concentration.

An unknown number flashes on the screen:

Unknown: 2 am. You should consider sleeping. Love.

My heart skips a beat. My entire body trembles.

I try to process the creepy message, my mind racing.Wasnt sending those roses enough for him.He now got my phone number as well.

With shaking hands, I attempt to type a response, but my fingers hesitate.I should ask who is he? What he want? Why is he making my messed up life more messy?

I take a deep breath, grab my water bottle, and take a sip.

Summoning courage, I type,

Me:Who are you?

I wait anxiously for a response. My phone buzzes again:

Him:Someone you know.

Fear grips me.

Me:Hey listen, I don't care who you are, but stop bothering me,"

I type, trying to sound braver than I feel.

I wait, my eyes fixed on the screen, looking at the typing sign.

Is it really someone I know? And how did he get my number?I dont know many people in Delhi.I just came here 3 months ago.I barely leave house and meet people.

Him:I will stop bothering you if you turn off the lights and sleep.

The thought of him watching over my room window sends chills down my spine.

I cautiously approach the window, my heart racing. Slowly, I pull back the curtain, scanning the darkness.

Anaya's house, nestled in a quiet neighborhood, seems isolated. The empty streets stretch out like a deserted canvas.

My phone buzzes in my hand, making me jump.

Him:You can't see me, Love. Don't try."

Fear grips me.

Me:Why are you stalking me? What do you want?

I type, my hands shaking and sweat dripping.

Him: You

My mind spirals with worst-case scenarios.

Me:Leave me alone!

I type, desperation creeping in.

The silence that follows is oppressive.

Me:Are you that boy from village camp?

I type, my mind racing with that boy's memories.His intense stare, the unease I felt - it all comes flooding back.I recall the way he watched me, his eyes lingering on me with an unnerving intensity.

Him: He is in prison,Love.

My heart skips a beat.If he is not that boy who ruined the village camp than who is he?.I think to myself.How he know that he is in prison.

Suddenly I feel fear.I block him first and after that I leave the room after turning off the lights.

I came into living area,my mind is racing with creepy scenerios.How can I trape myself into this big problem.I am feeling terrified but I dont wanna wake up Anaya in the middle of night.

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