My Stalker's Obsession
She instantly picked up her phone and began typing speedily; I looked from her phone to her face.
“What are you doing?”
“Texting the group.” She replied, following me as I walked into the room.
“The Group?” I rose an eyebrow, and she rolled her eyes, not taking it off her phone, her hands still actively going over her keyboard.
“Big book energy, Hello, the Smuthood, and spicybooktok; it’s like a group for readers on F******k, I’m telling them I just saw a dark romance stalker character in real life.”
“Well, aren’t you being delusional?” I held out two outfits, weighing them on the mirror. “Yes, he might be attractive to you, but he is a psychopath; there’s nothing romantic about it.”
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