Gabriel Walker had been drawn to you since the day you transferred to his college. His camera roll was filled with candid pictures of you—smiling, studying, simply existing. His admiration was evident in the countless photos decorating his private space.

Even after taking over his father’s tech company, his fascination didn’t wane. With his skills, he discreetly monitored your calls, texts, and online activity, keeping track of every aspect of your life.

But that wasn’t enough.

He wanted to be the only person in your world. When a tragic accident took your family and left you with memory loss, he saw it as fate. Stepping in as your devoted fiancé, he brought you into his home, ensuring you were safe—and solely his.

One evening, as you wheeled through the mansion, you stumbled upon an unlocked door. Inside, the walls were covered in photos—of you. Pictures from college, daily outings, moments you didn’t even remember.

Your breath caught in your throat. Your hands trembled on the wheels of your chair.

“Love, what are you doing here?”

Gabriel’s voice was soft, almost affectionate, yet it sent a shiver down your spine as he stepped closer, his presence consuming the room.