chapter 17: the not so secret admirer

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Larissa was sitting in her living room, alone. Her kids were already fast asleep. She decided to call Chloe. She was feeling bored and exhausted. Ambrose was a thorn in her flesh. She needed a distraction. Before she could even dial the number she received a text. A text from a mysterious person. "Hello Larissa"
She was a bit freaked out. Who on earth could it have been? Was it Ambrose?
"It's not Ambrose if that's what you're thinking"
It was as if he was reading her mind.
"Who are you and how did you get my number"
"A client gave it to me. Don't panic I'm not some crazy serial killer out to get you. I just wanna get to know you that's all. I like you."
Larissa was clueless, she had no idea who on earth it could have been.
Chatting with a stranger wasn't on her to-do list. She wanted to block the guy and forget about him but for some reason she actually felt comfortable with the idea of speaking to him.
"Tell me your name at least" she knew he wouldn't say but it doesn't hurt to try.
"I can't, not yet at least. I don't wanna scare you away"
"Okay. I won't push. You sure you're not Ambrose?"
"Yep. I can prove it too. I know things about you no one else knows."
Larissa started to feel frightened again. What if this guy was some stalker obsessed with her, following her every move?
"Like?"
"Your favorite chocolate is white chocolate and you've a very sweet tooth." The guy sounded very confident and sure of what he was saying.
"Lucky guess. That doesn't prove anything. Most people are like that"
"You once tried to kill yourself, you wanted to poison yourself. At school."
Only one person knew that. But it couldn't have been? After all these years? Why now? She asked herself. "Well, am I wrong?" She stared at the screen for a while before she replied. She knew who it was. So many thoughts crossed her mind. Had he forgiven her?

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