When I was eight my best friend was taken. I was a witness. Ten years later Maisie had not been found and I could no longer remember her being snatched; my mind had blocked out the memory. I felt like all hope had gone on ever finding my best friend again until one night I recieved a mysterious message from someone called the abductor. They said they would lead me on a treasure hunt to find Maisie; dead or alive. When I first got the letter I had no idea of the danger of the abductor and the mystery into the disappearance. From clue to clue I looked for her. From danger to danger I fought for her. This is Finding Maisie.
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74 Kapitel
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Erwachseneninhalt
In "Dealing with the Devil" Y/N finds herself stalked and partnered with an enigmatic classmate known as "the Devil" for tutoring. As their sessions progress, Y/N uncovers dark secrets about her stalker's identity and their sinister connection. With tension mounting, she must navigate treacherous waters to uncover the chilling truth before it's too late.
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"When the mind fixates singularly on an obsession, becoming deeply enamored, what transpires when that fixation fades? Does it relegate you to the shelf among its other prized possessions, or does it casually discard you? I've never experienced such intense love for something, and I doubt I ever will, but I ponder how often this cycle of obsession repeats itself-"
As my fingers danced across the keyboard, crafting words, a sudden message materialized on my computer screen.
"I won't ever throw you away. Why are you writing about me like this?"
A chill ran down my spine. Had he hacked into my computer?
Attempting to continue typing, my efforts were futile; it was as if my computer had frozen.
"Why are you doing this?" I exclaimed aloud in frustration, my fingers tapping the keys relentlessly. Suddenly, my computer shut down abruptly. I slammed my hands onto the desk, emitting a frustrated groan. The overwhelming emotions made me feel on the verge of tears.
"I just love you too much," the message declared across my darkened screen.