She has no idea I exist… but she’s about to.
The moment I laid my eyes on her, she became my sole focus. Obsessed wasn’t a strong enough word to describe my attachment to her. I’ve been watching her from the shadows for a long time.
I want to approach her, but she’s quick about pushing people away and brushing them off. I won’t stand for that. But the night she decides to take the shortcut home from the library, I make my move.
There’s no lights. No one around to stop me. You’re mine now, little one.
