Maddening Obsession

″Have you ever heard of obsession at first sight? you know, I am not admiring you, Veronica, I never have, what I am doing, though, is watching your every move, intently, obsessively, trying to unfold your truest nature, to dig up your deepest darkest secrets, to memorize your every weakness, and to use them against you, the second you grow distant, I will never grow to love you, but I know I will always be obsessed with you, the way you smell, the way you hold your cigarette, the way you slide it over your lips, unsure of whether or not you should take another drag, the way you always take another drag, the way you speak, your smile, your eyes, your lips, all of you, I have memorized all of you the moment we met, and your face has been haunting me ever since, invading my every waking moment, do you see now, why you, of all people, will forever be mine? because I am no longer in possession of my own self, because I no longer have a mind of my own, it is yours, it is all in your name, and I know that you hold for me the same disgusting obsession I hold for you, it is maddening, Vee, it really is.″

″Is this your deranged way of apologizing to me?″

″I don't apologize to anyone, I don't feel bad for anyone, I am not sorry, and you should admit defeat already, you are mine now, and it was your own beautiful fingers that signed this very deal, accept it, Veronica, we are both each other's maddening obsession.″

″Over my dead body.″

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THIS BOOK IS A WORK OF FICTION, ANY RESEMBLANCE TO PEOPLE, LIVING OR DEAD, OR NAMES AND ACTUAL EVENTS, PAST OR PRESENT, IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.