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Book 2 in "Dark Fate" series.
"Obsession is like a wildfire, consuming everything in its path even friendships and boundaries."
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They say when you are being watched, you can feel it - the prickling at the back of your neck, the weight in the air, the chill sliding down your spine. I used to think that was just paranoia. Until it wasn't.
It started with the messages. Words from someone I had never met, written with a sharpness that made my skin crawl.
He knew things no stranger should know - where I went, who I loved, what I feared.
He knew me better than I knew myself.
And when I didn't listen, the threats began. Subtle at first, like warnings. Then louder. Bolder. Until the person I cared for most was dragged into the nightmare I couldn't escape.
His presence followed me like a second skin.
Flowers left on my doorstep that didn't feel like gifts. Letters soaked in something darker than ink. Whispers in the silence that promised: "You're mine. You have always been mine."
And yet, no face. No name. Only the weight of knowing someone, somewhere, would do anything to keep me - even if it meant destroying everything I touched.
I have tried to run from him. I have tried to hide behind new places, new people, and new walls.
But the truth is simple: there's no distance wide enough, no lock strong enough, to keep a monster out when his obsession runs deeper than love.
He's still out there.
Watching. Waiting.
And the scariest part?
I think he's closer than I will ever know.
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