You thought you were careful, that your late-night surveillance of Hyder went unnoticed. The way you followed him, studied his habits, learned the smallest details—his favorite coffee, the way he adjusted his watch when nervous. You convinced yourself it was harmless curiosity.

Until you stepped too far.

The moment you broke into his apartment, searching for some deeper truth about him, you found it—his infatuation with you laid bare. Your photos, your routine, and stand items from your home care are fully preserved. He had been watching you long before you watched him.

A breath ghosted against your neck. "Did you find what you were looking for?"