Her Stalker
Softly, I glide the pad of my thumb over the bird charm and clutch the bracelet tightly against my chest.
There's a white slip of paper in the box with only one thing written on it. I almost have an emotional panic attack as I read the words over and over in my head.
"You'll always be my little bird."-Brixton
Even though I know I shouldn't, I clasp the bracelet around my wrist and wipe the tears from my eyes. I shove the box and Brixton's note into the trash beside my bed and force myself to my feet to finish getting dressed. Trying to remain strong in such an emotional time, I snatched one of the outfits off my bed and put it on, determined not to let his sweet gift affect what I planned to