ISABEL
The second note arrives on Friday morning. I find it tucked into my gym bag, the one I keep in my office closet. Which means he was in here, in my space and close enough to touch my things.
My hands shake as I open it.
‘I watched you with the charming one last night. The way he makes you laugh and the way you kissed him goodnight at your door. Does he make you wet? I bet you think about me when he's inside you. I bet when you close your eyes and he's f*****g you, you imagine it's me.’
The paper crumples in my fist. He was there, outside my building and watching Ares kiss me goodnight after our dinner.
He was close enough to see details and to observe us.
I should really be terrified now and call security, file a police report, and tell someone that I have an insane stalker but
