Chapter 103
nstant. The four few voerkulia
Loosen the kinks from being seized for too long. The pressure
seetings when Aiden had alizdy dumped
anckitng with venilors who appeared to think deadlines wenr
w latch of reports on my desk and was requesting me to ing rate of the arrangements for the coming corporate event
Thad worked late nearly every night, forgoing dinner, forging sleeps, forging anything that was
remotely like a normal life.
Perhaps that was why I was feeling this way—Iusicated, e shuusted, like I was on fumes, I needed an assistant myself.
I rubbed my hopeles nud let out a sigh agam, closing my eyes for a fleeting second. Just a few minutes of quiet, that was all I needed—
M
shattering the silence,
I groaned and picked it up, looking at the screen. Reception.
Frowning. I picked up. “Yes?”
“There’s a package for you, Ms. Davis” the receptionist replied politely.
Of course. Another our.
My jaw crudied as I leaned forward, holding onto the edge of my desk.
week, I had been getting tuwanted presents. Howers, Chocolates, A necklace. Always anonymous, always sent with no none except a
At first, I had thought was some superficial workplace crush–a harmless, persistent fit who didn’t know that his attentions were unwelcome.
But now? Now it was starting to feel different.
More disturbing
I took a slow breath in through my nose, pursing my lips.
ald umply disregard at. Have the receptionist return it. But part of me -the one that had been growing uncomfortable about all of this—-
trast look to see what it was.
“We right there” I muttered and hung.
Standing up. I pushed back my chair, smoothing down my skin before walking towards the reception. My heels clicked against the shiny floor, each step crisp and clear, covering up the increasing annoyance bubbling in my chest.
Upon arriving at the reception, the young, receptionist looked up and smiled. “Here it is. She said, grabbing a package.
Id have expected to see a bunch or some sort of wrapped bouquet. Hut what she gave to me. Efurrowed my brows at
was a white enverlope
Something gave my stomach this feeling of aching I drew it away slowly, Imushing the smooth finish of it against my fingers. It was light
Much lighter than I could’ve anticipated.
| Hipped it over. No return address. No name. Just a plain scaled envelope. That uneasy sensation in my chest intensified.
“Is everything all right the receptionist asked.
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I nodded forcibly. “Yeah. Thanks”
I moved away from the desk, walking back down the hallway, my hold on the envelope growing tighter.
1 didn’t know why, but I didn’t want to open it there. Something me knew that whatever way in it wasn’t something I wanted to have an audience.
By the time I got to my office, my heart was racing faster than before. I closed the door behind me, the sound of the lock closing abnormally loud
Leased a finger underneath the flap and pulled it open slowly, I didn’t know what I was hoping for. A note? A love letter! But when I pulled out the contents, my harath froze.
A pile of pictures fell into my hand.
1 blinked. My hands shook a liule as I turned them over.
And then I couldn’t breathe.
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They were all of me
One from the grocery store, grabbing a carton of milk.……
One from the holiday party, getting out of the car.
One from the street outside the office, heading out to a business meeting.
Another of me walking to my car after work one day.
One from the coffee shop I used to stop at on the way home.
Dozens of them. From all angles, all locations. Some from a distance. Some uncomfortably up–close.
My blood ran cold
This was not some lovesick admirer. This was someone stalking me. Staring at me. It pained to acknowledge but Cillian had been correct. I had a
stalker.
My hands were slaking a bit as I moved to the last photo. The one that was closest so far, Me, outside my apartment building, fiddling with my dour key.
Hek a nauseating plummel in my belly
My apartment.
My stalker had known where I lived.
I swallowed hard, my mouth–dried our. My cars were full of a buzz nobe, excluding all else.
I gritted our air
was romantic This was not
This was not harmless. This was
Tremblingly, I Hipped the final
al picture over.
On the lack there was a lianty note scribbled out
“Thought you should see how beautiful you look from my eyes.
I gasped hard in, curling my fingers tighter around the shiny paper
My chest athed, my skin burning hot, as if I had to escape here.
I placed the photos on the table with a deliserate slowness, telling myself to focus. Thad dismised it once before. Swept it under the rug but I could in longer do that
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I didn’t know who was
cwho was behind this or for how long they had been tracking me.
My brain told me that our name that I did not want to comil this moment, doing nothing about the may not be the brighin
Jut I would have to swallow my pride and ring his doorbell because at
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