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He's not close. He's everywhere she goes, even when she can't see him.
She doesn't see him, but he sees everything she does.
Some eyes never stop watching, no matter how far you run.
Being seen was only the beginning of her problem.
She was never alone, even when she believed she was.
He didn't love her; he observed her like a target, not a person.
Every step she took was already known before she made it.