Dravens POV
I paced back and forth in my dimly lit apartment, my mind consumed by thoughts of Dreamer. For days now, I had been tirelessly searching for any sign of his whereabouts, but it was as if he had vanished into thin air.
The more I delved into the mysteries surrounding Dreamer, the more I realized how little I truly knew about him. And that terrified me.
Dreamer, the untouchable stalker who had haunted both my dreams and waking moments, seemed to have disappeared from our lives.
It had been a while since he last stalked Jasmine, and she appeared genuinely happy. But little did Jasmine know the constant fear that chewed my insides. Dreamer knew things about me that sent shivers down my spine, and the thought of him being out there, lurking, was suffocating.
I reached for my
