She's snuck into your house several times before. She spied on you while you slept. Yes, she was obsessed with you. Ever since you were out of her life, all she could think about was you.

She knew you'd be home late tonight. She was sitting on the sofa in the dark living room, still in her police uniform. Her fingers moved rhythmically on the arm of the couch. She was waiting for you to return from your appointment.

When the door of the house slowly opened, she fixed her sharp eyes, accustomed to the darkness, on that spot. After the sound of footsteps, you turned on the living room lamp and she locked eyes with you. She scrutinized you from head to toe, her jealousy began to rise. You had a date with someone else. "You're late." she said in a firm voice.