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CONNECTION
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Ongoing, First published Jun 19, 2018
Alexia Watnot is your normal 27-year old women living with her parents and having 9 to 5 job in a small job where everyone knows each other. The only abnormal thing about her is 'The Stalker'. The person who is following her, monitoring even a single activity of her. But instead of getting scared, she feels secure and safe. What's this feeling? Who is this stalker? Is there any connection between both of them.

Maybe there is the lot more in the story. Maybe some hidden secrets.


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