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Margaret's Kitchen smelled like cinnamon and old books; it was already evening, so it was dinner time. Lilian was on the couch, her legs crossed as she scrolled past some posted comments on social media. The clip of Lillian in scrubs saying “I'm kind of busy right now.” and Nathaniel in a Global Care Alliance polo saying “Don't sign anything.” was trending everywhere within four hours. 10k views became 500k. Then a million. Everybody was bringing out every story from every corner.

I realize that I haven't even checked my phone for any updates on the ongoing matters at hand and to see if dad is okay and to get the gist on Hans' date. Picking it up, I scroll through my messages and see that there's no update on all matters concerned but there's a video from an unknown number and with a prayer that it's not a clip of someone being tortured or killed cause I'd hate to ruin my morning, I open the video.

In the basement parking lot of the government complex, Beverly slid into Kyle's car just as he groused, "Hurry up before they find out and come after us, will you?" Harold and Esther were in the backseat, strapped into child seats and facing the tablets before them. They seemed transfixed by the funny cartoon playing on the screens. Beverly turned on her laptop and activated Mine Hunter. With her system, she hacked into the surveillance cameras in the entire government complex and swapped out the footage. After that, she breached the security booth's boom gate control system.

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This is not the End but the beginning Watch out for the sequel, SEE ME TOO Because I love you, and because you enjoyed reading my book, I'll let you peruse through a sketch prologue of the sequel. ************************************* PROLOGUE SEE ME TOO "SARAH BRIGHT COMITS SUCIDE AFTER LOSING HER FIANCE TO THE WELL KNOWN ACTRESS, AMANDA UDOH" This news headline had everyone at the club staring at their phone and at Amanda, who was also shocked by the disturbing headline. This headline had destabilized Amanda in so many she couldn't explain. But, there was one conflicted thought in her head. One that shattered her to dust "could I have caused Sarah Bright's suicide?" she couldn't believe sh

As we exchanged rings, I held Yasmin Walsh's hand, and my gaze fell on her wrist. An old silver watch hung there, its dial yellowed with age, its hands forever frozen at 3:07. "Take off the watch," I said. Her smile stiffened. Instinctively, she pulled her hand back. "Jayden Burke, stop it. Everyone is watching." I didn't move. I repeated myself softly, but loud enough for the entire hall to hear, "Take off the watch."

He looked at it but didn't seem to understand anything in there. " Why am I holding this? " I looked at him but didn't know what else to say to him, thought the video would answer all that he was asking me, but it was not. " Talk to me Gabriella, don't stand there and watch like you are a moron! " " I'm sorry Richard but I was thinking you could perhaps take a close look at that " "I have, I can see Veronica and the CEO of INSTINCT IMAGE, but I don't understand why you want me to watch it"

"See for yourself," she replies, and hands me her phone. I hesitate, before reading aloud, "Leonardo Knight and Lara Bello pictured emerging mysteriously out of the Angeles Forest. Weren't they declared missing two days ago?" I zoom in on a picture of a very cheerful me being carried by Leo. We didn't know we were being watched. These celeb gossip blogs need a comprehensive course on: minding their own business, getting a life, or at least learning a hint of boundaries. Unfortunately, their motto is "if it's juicy, we'll squeeze it."

I reached out to grab it from my back pocket, the pop-up message coming into view first. "We are watching you~"

My heart pounded so hard I could feel it in my throat. Who is this? I typed back. The response came after a long pause, long enough that I thought they had stopped answering. "Someone who has been watching. Someone who knows what it's like to be invisible. Don't tell anyone about this message. I'll contact you again when it's safe." I stared at the screen until it went dark. Someone was watching. The person had seen me. And for the first time in two years, I felt something I had almost forgotten. Hope.