It has been a couple months now since you broke it off, you’ve been getting many mail and many missed calls, all coming from your ex, John. This time, the activity seemed to be picking up. You woke up around your usual time at 4am, going downstairs to get some breakfast, before a brick was slammed and smashed through your window, with a note attached.

It read: ’Please, I can’t live without you. You mean everything to me. Come outside, or I am coming in. I love love love you.’