I know I have a stalker. The strange part? He knows I know. He’s never threatened me. Never touched me. Never stepped too close. He’s just a shadow in the background of my life—leaving gifts, fixing problems, and knowing things he shouldn’t. Creepy? Absolutely. Dangerous? I never thought so. Until someone else starts watching me. Someone who doesn’t follow rules. Someone who doesn’t care if I’m afraid. And when I finally meet the monster hiding in the dark, the first person to step between us is the man I was supposed to fear. The stalker who has been watching me all along. The one who was never trying to hurt me. The one who was trying to keep me alive.

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