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Chapter 13 — The Choice to Stay (Dorian)
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Spellbound by Obsession Chapter 54 — The Point of No Return (Sarah)
Half an hour before pickup time, I parked the rented car on a side street, at a safe distance from the school. Not too close — enough to observe without being noticed, to see the blue iron gate and the movement around it.The movement began gradually. Some parents arrived on foot, pushing strollers or holding the hands of younger children. Others parked and waited leaning against their cars, talking among themselves. A yellow van parked at the designated spot, and a uniformed woman got out to receive the children.And then I saw the white Fiat.It stopped right in front of the gate, occupying the space reserved for transporters. A young woman — Charlotte, I recognized from the dossier photo — got out of the car, quickly checked her phone, and waited leaning against the driver’s door. She was exactly as Rowan had described: twenty-one years old, blonde hair in a ponytail, simple uniform.My heart raced.In a few minutes, Dorian’s daughter would come out. The girl who had his eyes, his
Spellbound by Obsession Chapter 53 — The Mask (Sarah)
The agenda on the wooden table in my hotel room had no work notes, no meeting reminders, no shopping lists. It had schedules, names, addresses and a meticulously built plan over weeks of silent obsession. Each page was a step, each note a piece of a puzzle that only I could see.The seventh page brought what I needed.KinderCare Preschool. 151 Low St, Newburyport, MA 01950, United States. Entry: 7:00 a.m. Exit: 4:00 p.m. Teacher: Olivia Davis. Transporter: Charlotte Martin — 21 years old, blonde hair, white Fiat.“It’s a small school.” Rowan commented, his voice coming through the laptop speaker, while I flipped through the photos he had sent. They were sharp, professional images, showing every angle of the building, every detail of the entrance gate. “Easy to access, hard to go unnoticed.”“You managed it.” I mentioned, running my fingers over the information on the sheet, feeling the texture of the paper under my fingertips.Rowan was efficient. Expensive, but efficient. Every cent
Spellbound by Obsession Chapter 52 — Promise of Protection (Dorian)
Lara pulled away a little more, her dark eyes full of an apprehension that broke my heart.“She didn’t accept the divorce, Dorian. No woman would, not after spending three years trying to rebuild a marriage.” She paused, the next words coming out carefully. “I should know. I was the obsessed person once. I know how it works. You don’t give up. You don’t accept it. You just… withdraw. Feed it. Plan. And wait for the right moment.”“Do you think she’s planning something?” My voice came out harsher than I intended.“I think her silence is more dangerous than any fight.” Lara replied, her eyes shining. “When someone fights, screams, throws a tantrum… you know what that person is feeling. You can defend yourself. But when someone simply disappears, accepts everything in silence… you don’t know what she’s thinking. What she’s plotting.”“Do you think she’s going to try something against us?”“I don’t know.” Lara shook her head, her fingers intertwining with mine. “But I can’t ignore this fe
Spellbound by Obsession Chapter 51 — The Shadow That Doesn’t Sleep (Dorian)
The noise of the door announcing Lara’s arrival was different that late afternoon.It wasn’t the normal tiredness of someone who had worked eight hours serving tables, dealing with rude customers and sore feet. It was something else. An invisible weight, a tension in the shoulders, a way of avoiding my gaze that left me immediately alert.She hung her bag on the hook by the entrance with slow movements, as if each gesture required conscious effort, and her eyes wandered around the room before finding mine.“Mommy!” Aggy ran to her, her bare little feet echoing on the wooden floor, as she did every night. “Today I drew a unicorn!”“How beautiful, love.” Lara replied, and her smile was automatic, her lips curving mechanically while her hand stroked her daughter’s hair. But the smile didn’t reach her eyes. I saw it. I always saw it.I was in the kitchen, finishing preparing dinner — pasta with tomato sauce, the easiest recipe I knew, but Aggy loved it and always asked for more. I observe
Spellbound by Obsession Chapter 50 — The Love That Never Was (Sarah)
In the following week, Rowan sent me a complete dossier on Lara. Pages and pages of information that I devoured in a single night.“Clara Mercer.” He read aloud, during our meeting in the cafeteria, the file open on the table. “Is that the name she uses now?”“Yes. She changed it after she ran away.” I confirmed, eyes fixed on the pages.“Why did she run away?” He asked, the pen hovering over the notepad.“Because she kidnapped my husband. Because she tried to kill him. Because she’s a criminal who escaped justice because of a flawed system.” The words came out in a rush, each accusation heavier than the last.Rowan wrote something in his notepad, his expression still neutral.“Did the police know?”“They did. But they closed the case. They said there wasn’t enough evidence.” I laughed, a bitter sound. “Evidence. As if her diary wasn’t evidence. As if the candles, the dolls, the circles of salt weren’t evidence.”“Strange.” He murmured, more to himself than to me.“Not really. She’s m
Spellbound by Obsession Chapter 49 — The Huntress (Sarah)
The office smelled of old coffee and my silent desperation.I sat in front of the notebook, eyes fixed on the dark screen as if I could conjure answers through the sheer power of my obsession. The cup of coffee cooled untouched next to the keyboard, a thin film forming over the dark liquid. It had been like this for weeks — wake up, work, eat poorly, sleep poorly, wake up again. The vicious cycle of a woman who had lost everything and didn’t know how to get it back, who saw time slipping through her fingers like fine sand.Eloise called for the third time that morning. Her name flashed on the cell phone screen, insistent.“Sarah, you need to eat something.” Her voice came loaded with concern, that maternal tone she assumed when she thought I was exaggerating.“I ate.” I answered, eyes still fixed on the notebook.“A toast isn’t eating.”“Yes it is.”Silence on the other end. Then, a sigh I knew well — that sound of someone tired of arguing, but who wasn’t going to give up.“I’m worrie
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