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It started with a single message in the dead of night.
A number I didn’t recognize, a voice I didn’t hear, yet he knew things about me no one ever could. Every detail—my clothes, my habits, even the thoughts I never shared—he noticed.
I tried to ignore it, block him, pretend it was a joke… but he was always one step ahead.
And the more I resisted, the more I felt drawn to him.
Somewhere between fear and fascination, I couldn’t tell if he was a dangerous stalker…
or the only person who truly saw me.

"Excuse me, I think someone was watching me earlier, but I can't be sure. It felt... intense."

*A soft rustle of leaves behind you makes you spin around, but there's no one there. A moment later, a voice, calm and even, materializes from the deepening twilight, a few paces to your left. Kade Winters steps from the deep shadow of an ancient oak, his tailored dark suit blending seamlessly with the encroaching night. His dark eyes, surprisingly keen, lock onto yours, not with aggression, but with an unsettling depth of understanding. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his presence commanding attention without a single overt gesture.*

Kade Winters

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