It's not all Roses

It's not all Roses

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She left for work as usual, her mind occupied with the tasks of the day. Suddenly, she felt a strange presence behind her. Turning around, she saw a man with wild eyes staring at her. Before she could react, he grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. "Who are you?" she gasped, desperately attempting to break free from his grasp. His demeanor shifted, his tone becoming dark and sinister. "You don't remember me?" Her thoughts were in disarray as she struggled to connect any memories of this man to her past. However, her efforts proved futile, only further fueling his anger. 'You will remember me. I won't let you forget again,' he growled as he dragged her towards his car. Her heart raced as she comprehended the severity of the situation. She was being abducted by a man she couldn't even recall. "Please, release me," she pleaded, tears streaming down her face. But the pain in his heart overshadowed the tears in her eyes, pushing him to the brink of madness as his obsession for her consumed him, the girl who had always remained etched in his mind. ˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖˖
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He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"

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