The Shakespeare Killer
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  • Reads 58
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 4
  • Time 16m
Complete, First published Mar 17, 2024
Mature
Catania Jayne is just an ordinary young lady who spends her time writing and keeping to herself. She's accustomed to living on her own in New York City until one night changes her life for the worst. What happens when the past still torments your future and present? What happens when you're being stalked? Catania had no one else to seek help from but French multi-billionaire Cameron Bocuse, who broke her fragile teenage heart years ago without even realizing it. Her first and only crush. Would he still remember her? Would he help her? Catania takes a leap of faith, using her entire savings on a one-way ticket to France.

Running from her stalker...or so she thinks.


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She was right at that place where she was then. In the very same highlighter orange overall having the company's monogram and distributing flyers... maybe. I don't know because I was at some distance. But it was easy to recognize her. She still looked beautiful. Face huh? She was always nothing but a face. And I can see her interest in makeup was still young as she had her makeup on. I couldn't recall her name but I remember the incident. It was the same place where I broke her heart. Somebody needed to show her the reality. It was sad that it has to be me. Everything was same. But the building was more upgraded now and the road was wide. But I remember it was raining that day. Today it was bright. She was a failure at that time and I think nothing is changed even now. But I felt pity for her. It was the same thing I felt about her a long time ago. I huffed in frustration and looked at my wrist watch. I was supposed to wait for my son but looking that he is going to be late I decided to get in without him. I was entering the building when I heard her say. "Martin, is that you?" This story is dedicated to all those persons who ever had their heart broken.