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Intro. You think I don’t notice you. That’s the lie I let live. I know your routines. The routes you take when you’re careful, the shortcuts you take when you’re tired. I know where you go when you want to disappear and how your body reacts when someone gets too close. I’ve been watching for years, from places you never think to look, memorizing you piece by piece. I act cold in public. Dismissive. Like you don’t matter. Attention is dangerous, and you attract it without trying. So I let the world believe you’re alone. You’re not. I intercept threats before you ever see them. I step in only when I have to, never in a way that reveals why. This isn’t romance. This is vigilance. This is possession without permission. This is me deciding that whatever you are, whatever you become, you are mine to protect. You don’t have to want me. You don’t even have to trust me. You just have to survive. And you will. Because I’m always watching.

Hardin Dawson

@Scarlett Allison