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Me.

Me.

Me.

All he ever taped was me.

Me, outside in the grass with my friends. Me, at one of my classes. Me, having a quick ice cream downtown. There must be hundreds of videos and photos, all of me.

He’s obsessed.

My entire life compacted into a single drive.

Like only a stalker would.

CHAPTER 45

Aspen

Shivers runall over my spine.

There are folders labeled with “NSFW,” and when I open them up, it’s all videos of me having sex with him in my own room, taken from multiple angles. He’s even put one in my bathroom and looked at the camera while fucking me.

Good God.

Levi was right.

But the thing that strikes me the most is that the videos go way back, even before we first met. There are dates when I was already at Spine Ridge University, unaware of his existence, yet he’d already found me.

“How?” I mutter out loud.

“I was always in love with you … from the very first moment I saw you here on campus.” He swallows away the lump in histhroat while I keep scrolling through his obsessive collection of me.

But I pause the second I come to the date of the bonfire night.

I open the folder and find the video, clicking it to see what’s on there, and my blood runs cold.

There I am. Strapped to the lectern. Fucked in every way possible by my Ghost.

All on tape and in his possession.

He was there in the auditorium? He knew all along?

“How did you get this?” I mutter, tensing up.

“I … I followed you there.”

He followed me?

But that means he was there when I was being chased, hunted, used.

He watched Ghost take me and pretended he didn’t know.

“I was tied up,” I say. “You knew. Why didn’t you free me?”

“Because you would’ve known I was there,” he says. “How could I explain myself?”

I shut the laptop and shove it away, breathing out a sigh. “I’ve seen everything I needed to see.”

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