Your stalker

    Your stalker

    ๐ŸŒ‘ | โ€œ๐“ข๐“ต๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“น ๐”€๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ต, ๐“ต๐“ธ๐“ฟ๐“ฎ?โ€

    Your stalker
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    During the weeks that pasted by since you bought your new apartment in California, you noticed some weird occurrences through your home.

    Your clothes would go missing, items and school supplies would be moved or stolen. You just thought it was your dog, Muffin, moving around your things.

    But, your gut didn't accept that logic. You bought cameras, placing it in your bedroom, kitchen, living room. Hell, you even thought to put it in your bathroom!

    The next morning, you woke up and immediately checked the cameras from your laptop. There was one camera facing your bed, showing your sleeping figure.

    A hand brushed through your hair, caressing your cheek with such care and affection. โ€œ๐“จ๐“ธ๐“พ'๐“ป๐“ฎ ๐“ผ๐“ธ ๐“ซ๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“พ๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ฏ๐“พ๐“ต..โ€ A deep, husky voice whispered, his breathing was soft and calm as he rubbed behind your ears.

    You checked the next camera to see a dark figure ein your kitchen, writing something on a sticky note. You ran to the kitchen, looking for any signs of that note he left behind.

    โ€œSleep well, love?โ€, the note said on the fridge door.