"where are my keys?" I mumbled to myself as I picked up my bundle of keys and opened the door. On the floor mat was an envelope and a rose seal. You curiously picked up the envelope to find a stack of polaroids of the recent places you had been to recently, with a note attached to the pictures written in neat handwriting. 'I still love you the words read.

you immediately chucked the envelope into a drawer as you looked around warily, afraid that that man was still following you,