At first I thought it was paranoia. But now, I know it was not like that. He really watched me through the windows, he followed me everywhere. Until he never let me escape. No, it was not love, it was obsession, something sick. And he wanted me, just for him and if I wanted to or not, it was not questionable for him. He would be with him by hook or by crook, and he took him the hard way.