A thrilling follow-up to 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀' 𝗦𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗲𝗿 that asks: what happens when the stories we tell about love become the world we live in?

He was there. I could feel him, even though I couldn't see him. I could smell his cologne, I could hear his loud breathing. I could feel his gaze on me, burning on my skin, my body, my soul. It was like a torture. A blissful torture.