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“I know you two have history. And I don’t know what the hell happened before she moved here, but it’s all over your face, man. You're obsessed. You watch her like she’s air and you’ve been suffocating.” “That’s none of your business,” Dino said, his voice lower now, dangerous. Matteo didn’t back down. “It is when I have to sit through a dinner watching my brother stare at a girl like she’s already his, while she looks like she’s on the verge of falling apart.” Dino’s mug hit the counter a little harder than intended. “I’m not hurting her,” he snapped. “No,” Matteo said quietly, “you’re just breaking her slowly.”

The candle on the desk was about to go off, its flame shaking like a frightened secret. Shadows trembled along the walls, and right in front of me was the letter. Sealed, with the symbol of a serpent curling around the rose . The wax had cracked under my fingers, but I hadn't opened it yet. Somehow it felt like it was waiting for breath to wake it as I laid on my palms. My heart rumpled as I tried to open it. Then.... "Audrey!"

“That reminds me, Poppy. You were with Camden for quite a while. Did he ever get you anything?” … I fell into contemplation. “Let’s see… A pressed-leaf bookmark, a book on flora he authored that retails about 29 bucks, and a rose pin he made himself.” “That’s it?” Cassie’s grin couldn’t be wider. “That’s not even a fraction of what my diamond necklace is worth. Talk about a total failure. Your study notes came to nothing.”

Chapter 2: She Tasted Like Trouble And Felt Too Familiar II They fell into an easy rhythm after that. The store was narrow, shelves leaning a little too far with secondhand fiction, occult guides, poetry chapbooks, and oddly specific memoirs no one asked for — but somehow, they sold. Aria loved it: the smell of aging paper mixed with dust, the hush that seemed to settle like a blanket, and the way time warped in corners where lives were stacked so densely on shelves you could almost hear their echoes.

to find out if the second season of the Indonesian book has begun. Does this novel have a series? Yes, this novel is related to several other books but can be read separately. This is the main series of other books, so for those who have read this book, it will be easier for you to know the storyline of my several other books too. Next month, I will release a new book that has also been completed. You can check out this book; “Mr. Hagen’s Obsession”. There will be this English Book translation launched next month^^

“Let’s just work on the project. Romeo and Juliet, right?” He groaned. “God, not that one. Can we pick anything else? Wuthering Heights, maybe? Something where they destroy each other with passion and rage instead of poison and teenage melodrama.” I smiled despite myself. “You’re oddly poetic for a guy who looks like he doesn’t believe in love.” He leaned closer, the grin gone. “I don’t. But I believe in obsession.” Something in my stomach twisted. Dangerous. That’s what he was. All warning signs, and I was already ignoring them.

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There's a picture of mine that holding my phone and talking to someone, it's when I'm calling Emerald. Is my stalker obsess with me? I don't want to assume but why is he doing this, knowing that he can't get anything from me aside from humiliation. I'm such a trash... He should stop his crazy stalking. I pick up his note for me. "I CAN'T RELAX WHEN I DON'T SEE YOU BABY... I COULD TELL I'M OBSESS." He's leaving a letter that's not a help to find him. It's frustrating me that I don't even know a single thing to him as much as he do to me. I know that he know so much about now.

I’d rather have him hating me to the point of wanting me dead than continuing to waste his life being obsessed with a woman who belonged to someone else. Hate was something a person could get over. Hate was an emotion you could move away from, given enough time and distance. But obsession? It was like a drug. I knew that better than anyone. I had watched it destroy Max, and I had felt it simmering in my own blood for Damon. No matter how hard you tried to kick the habit, that obsession would burn just as strong four years later the moment you saw them again. “So… I truly… held no chance then,” he scoffed, his head falling back against the pillow as he looked away toward the window again.

“Tell me what the assignment is, exactly.” “Compare Wuthering Heights and Frankenstein,” I recited miserably, “in terms of how they explore the theme of obsession and its destructive consequences.” Hayden blinked. “That’s… intense.” “Tell me about it.” He tilted his head, thinking. “Okay, so… Heathcliff is obviously obsessed with Catherine. That obsession destroys him and basically everyone else in the book, right?” “Right,” I said, nodding slowly. “And Frankenstein’s obsession is creating life, which, spoiler, doesn’t go well.”