Obsession

Gabe

The worst thing was - I didn’t stop.

That night, after she almost caught me staring through her window, I kept going back.

Some invisible force was pulling me in the same direction over and over again, and I couldn’t fight it. I couldn’t resist it.

So every day I left the office, I would go to the same place - the alley behind Chloe’s pastry shop.

Yes, her name was Chloe. Chloe Danvers.

After that first night I spent in a car at the back of her shop, I Googled her. Lame, I knew, but I learned - actually, I concluded more since there was not much info for me to dig out. Maybe someone with the proper hacking skills could find more, but I chose to travel the crazy path - I decided stalking was a better option.

Although, it was worth it because I got to know she lived alone and led an unusually peaceful life. She rarely went out, didn’t have a vast circle of friends, and loved her job as she spent a lot of time in her workshop, even when her colleagues were all gone, and there were n