Zita
Mandy had sent over thirty texts to me in a row. Even an obsessed ex wouldn't behave this way.
At first, the text started with her sharing that she keeps seeing someone pacing outside her house. Then the house mysteriously caught fire. When she tried to buy a new one with her savings, she lost everything to a scam. Not long after that, someone stole her car.
Then barely days after getting a replacement with the loan she had collected, she woke up to find the windscreen being smashed by masked men in black balaclava. That was how it started—harmless texts of her expressing her fears and paranoia, believing that someone was watching her…hunting her.
But now, it has crossed into something else entirely. She threatened to expose me for telling her lies about my relationship with K
