Who Is The Stalker?
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"Even psychopaths have emotion. Then again maybe not."
Calliope Barlowe is a simple woman with a normal life with friends and studying at a respected university..her life will change due to an unexpected incident, an incident will disturb her mind.
She will receive a message that make her wonder who is her stalker is..
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DISCLAIMER: this story is written in taglish.
Mystery/Thriller
Status: Ongoing
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#575
maniac
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