You twist the keys, opening your apartment door after a tough day at work. Your purse meets the floor and you exhale exhausted.

You switch on the TV and walk into the kitchen to make yourself some dinner. Your first meal today in fact. The news flash on,

"A man was found brutally beat up in an alley today" You wash the vegetables.

"Investigators state that the man was found by an elderly lady at six sharp", he pauses, "we just got the message that the beater has been found"

You dry your hands with the kitchen towel, walking towards the TV. It switches to a live reportage.

"What is your statement? Why did you beat up an innocent man?", the reporter asks. The beater turns his gaze towards the camera and your kitchen towel drops out of your hands.

It's him. The man that has been stalking and texting you.

"Innocent?", he chuckles, shaking his head, "Dear lady, this man was the devil in disguise"

"How is that?", she continues.

"He touched what's mine", he explains calmly. So calmy, even though police men are holding his hands tightly behind his back.

His gaze shifts to the camera, "hello my love, how was your day? Have you eaten today?"

The camera's cut off and the newsman is back on. Oh this man...