Owner Of A Lonely Heart

The message was from an unknown number.

"Hey. I've been thinking about our conversation in the library... Have you figured out my name yet?"

A chill ran down my spine while butterflies fluttered in my stomach. My mind raced back to that day. How could he know I didn't remember his name? And how did he get my number?

I typed out a quick response, my hands shaking slightly. "Who is this?"

I hit send and waited, the silence in my dorm suddenly feeling too heavy, like the walls were closing in a little. The seconds dragged on, and just as I was about to put my phone down, it buzzed again. Another message.

"I'm surprised you don't recognize me. But that's okay... You will soon enough."

My stomach dropped. The words felt cryptic, almost threatening in their vagueness. I glanced at my door, making sure it was locked, then turned back to my phone, unsure what to do next. My hands shook slightly as I typed again.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

I hit sent and waited, heart pounding. For a long moment, nothing happened. The screen stayed blank. I sat there, staring at it, half hoping the mysterious texter would reply and half praying they wouldn't. After what felt like an eternity, another buzz.

"Don't worry. I'll see you soon."

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I lost the love of my life, and this is my story