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This man has invaded e I told Ryland to pass along obviously didn’t do shit So whatpsychopath?

Biting hard onup my internet app instead I type in his phone number and name, and when an address pops up in the search results, I sely

Let’s see how he likes having his life invaded

It’s a fifteenfor the fare because I don’t think I could handle being on a bus right now My body is buzzing with electric energy, hter knots asover and over

I’ve had enough

This has to fucking stop

The cab driver keeps shooting h the rearview mirror, and I know I probably look a little crazed I can feel it in htness of my expression and the hard press of , and neither does he, and when he pulls up outside the address I gave him, I practically hurl a feadded up bills into the front seat

I slide out quickly before the car pulls away, and when I look up at the house that was listed as Marcus’s address, my eyes widen in shock

Holy shit It’s not a house It’s a fucking mansion

The large, hbors, with sleek outer walls and large s

For aplace This can’t be right But then a flash of h the , andacross the large living room

It’s him

It’s Marcus

The decal see it out, letting the feel of the sharp edges againstit in my hand, I march up to the door and pound on it with the fleshy part of ain

I’s open My fist freezes in azes at me, a look ofI failed to notice when I saw hih the , and the htly tanned skin A pair of dark wash jeans sit low on his hips, and his chocolate brown hair is tousled