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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