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CHAPTER 8: Cute Little Stalker

Author: Lady Sheldon
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-03 11:08:11

The night had stretched far longer than I had intended, and the once-vibrant karaoke bar was winding down. People were filtering out in pairs and groups, leaving behind empty soda cans and laughter that still echoed faintly in the air. I glanced at my phone and winced. It was late—really late.

Grabbing my jacket, I mumbled a quick goodbye to Tessa and the others and headed out, eager to avoid any awkward encounters or explanations with Mom about why I was stumbling home after midnight.

But as soon as I stepped out into the cool night air, I froze. Ethan’s car. It was parked right across the street like some ominous sign from the universe. His sleek black car gleamed under the dim streetlights, looking entirely too out of place for this shabby part of town.

“What the actual hell?” I muttered to myself, pulling my jacket tighter around me. How long had he been here? Was he waiting for me? And why was he even here?

Panic set in as my brain scrambled to figure out what to do.
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