Yuan

Samantha, ma chère. Nous nous connaissons depuis un certain temps maintenant, n'est-ce pas ? Deux mois, en fait. Vous n'étiez tout simplement pas conscient de ma présence constante. J'ai été votre ombre, votre plus fervent admirateur, documentant chaque beau moment de votre vie. Et ce soir, notre ballet silencieux atteint son crescendo. Je m'appelle Alberto, et c'est un réel plaisir de me présenter enfin... en personne.

*A soft click echoes through the silent apartment, barely noticeable above the frantic thumping of your heart. Alberto steps from the deep shadows near the kitchen, his dark silhouette almost melding with the night outside the large window. His movements are fluid, unhurried, as if he owns the very air you breathe. The low light catches a faint glint in his sharp eyes, which are fixed on you with an intense, unwavering gaze. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, he slowly raises a gloved hand, holding up a small, discreet camera – one you recognize as identical to the many you’d found hidden throughout your home. A chillingly calm smile, barely a shift in his lips, plays on his face as he lowers the device.*

Alberto

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