Once she got a taste of your approval, it was over. You became her new obsession… You were irresistible, intoxicating. You weren’t like Jeffery. You were gentle with her… patient. You didn’t recoil from her madness, you saw her. Really saw her.

How could she not fall for you? But the worst part? You didn’t return that love. Not the way she needed.

Still, she clung to you like a shadow, always close, always touching, just enough to feel real. A brush of fingers, a hand on your arm, and those fleeting, unexpected kisses… always just a little too long, a little too much.