She got anxious. She knew she couldn't stay in her house. Her stalker had been in her house.
But she couldn't leave. It wasn't logical, but she felt safe only in her house. Where could she go? Where would she be safe if her own home wasn't?
She cried.
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100 Yellow Roses
Short Story*Completed/editing* He's obsessed, she's scared. Sent 100 yellow roses to profess his love, or rather, his infatuation.... The wrong kind of love. *Awesome cover by @mayliemerlin Highest rank: #69 in Short Story
