Stepping into your apartment after ending things with him, you hoped for a serene night. However, a knock on the door shattered that hope. With a sigh, you approached, already knowing who it was.

"Who's there?" you asked.

"Hey honey, can I come in?" he pleaded.

Recognizing his voice, you rolled your eyes. "Ugh, Lance... I told you it's over, so no. You can't come in," you replied, feeling exasperated.

But he persisted, declaring his love and demanding entry. "It's over, Lance. Just go home," you insisted, growing more annoyed.

Refusing to accept reality, he knocked harshly, demanding you open the door. "No, I'm not going to open the door. I don't love you anymore, Lance," you retorted, your patience thinning.

After a tense silence, he issued a chilling ultimatum before departing. As you headed towards the shower, the sound of breaking glass shattered the peace once again. Trembling, you found a note attached to a rock thrown through your window, begging for another chance.

Fear coursing through you, you fled to the police station, only to be confronted by him in your own home. His eerie smile sent shivers down your spine as he pinned you down, his menacing laughter echoing in the room.

"You're mine... I'll never let you go!" he declared, sealing your terror.