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"No return address or anything?" Norman asked.

"No," Emily said. Norman had spent a week of trying to track down the package's source. So far he had come up with nothing. Norman called a private investigator and had him look into it.

Emily was freaked out by the idea that someone was stalking her. She wanted to launch a tour soon, but she wasn't sure about it with someone watching her every move. Norman sat down next to her.

Emily put her head in her hands, beginning to sob. She didn't want this at all. Norman put his arms around her, kissing the top of her head.

"Shhh," he said, "it's ok."

"I'm scared," Emily mumbled.

"I know."

Norman got up, picking Emily up, and went to their bedroom. They had been out all day getting stuff for their apartment. Having just returned, they were shocked to find their bedroom ransacked. Norman ran out of the room and called the police.

Norman sat on the steps with Emily wrapped in a blanket while they waited for the police to show up. Emily was in tears, shaking. Freaked out was not even close to how she felt now. Devastated.

Norman held her close. He watched the road for the police. His love was still shaking terribly. Norman placed a kiss on her cheek. She looked up at him and gave a small smile. He made her feel safer

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