The photograph felt like a lead weight in Claire’s hands. The words scrawled on the back—“I’m always watching”—echoed in her mind, a cruel reminder that Robert Calloway was never far away. Her sanctuary, the one place she’d always felt safe, now seemed exposed and vulnerable.
She paced the living room, her nerves frayed as she tried to make sense of the message. Was this just another one of Robert’s games, a way to rattle her? Or was it something more sinister?
When her phone buzzed again, she nearly dropped it. She hesitated before looking at the screen, half-expecting another cryptic message. But instead, it was John.
John:Are you okay? I haven’t heard from you since earlier.
Claire stared at the message, the weight of her fear pressing down on her. She wanted to tell him to let him
