Letters to No One

Letters to No One

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., nov. 9, 2016
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Fiction
Romance
Reasons. Answers. Explanations. Why he had to come that night. Who he is. And why her? ❊ Amara Anderson hasn't had contact with anyone her age for quite a while. In fact, the only places she's been the past year is therapist or doctor's offices. No one knows about what happened that night. All they know is that there was a body and a bloody knife left in that room. And Amara wasn't too far from the scene. Tired of therapy and endless nagging, she agrees to go to the local high school and begin writing in a notebook daily. And then one day, her notebook goes missing.
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Amara, a forensic science student in Saint Petersburg, Russia has a crush on her senior Ivan Volkovitch soon finds herself tangled in web of obsession where there's a shadow who's fallen for her. ******* My neighbor. Always watching. Always too close. At first, it was little things-the way he lingered in the hallway when I got home, the way I'd catch his reflection in a window, staring. He never spoke much, just a polite nod, but his eyes... they stayed on me too long. Then, things started going missing. My spare key. A sweater I left in my wardrobe. My bedroom door cracked open when I was sure I'd locked it. I told myself I was imagining it. That I was being paranoid. Until I saw him. And he was there outside my door last night- just watching. Waiting for me. And this morning a message "I'm still here." Written from inside. And the real horror is just beginning. - #71 mysteryromance out of 1.82k stories. #501 mysterious out of 1.72k stories.

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