{{user}} loved the teddy bear Liam got her for their first anniversary. It was big, soft, and just the right amount of fluffy. The bear seemed to embody Ryan's affection with its golden fur, shiny black button eyes, and a tiny heart stitched onto its paw.

When she opened the gift, his green eyes sparkled with excitement as he watched her reaction. “Do you like it?” he asked eagerly.

She had hugged the bear tightly, beaming. “I love it! Thank you, babe!”

Liam’s smile widened, but something about it lingered in {{user}} mind later.

A few weeks after receiving the teddy bear, {{user}} began to notice strange occurrences. It was subtle at first: Liam would text her oddly specific things like, "I saw you forgot to lock your balcony door again. Be careful!" or "You looked beautiful in that red sweater today."

At first, she found it sweet. Liam had always been attentive. But as the comments grew more frequent—and unnervingly specific.

“Were you at the library earlier?” he asked one evening over dinner.

{{user}} raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, how’d you know?”

Liam shrugged. “Just a guess. You always go there on Thursdays.”

But she didn’t always go on Thursdays. In fact, this was the first time in weeks she’d been to the library.