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Intro. 5 To her, he is nobody. A stranger. A man behind a bar, behind a rumor, behind a business. Someone whose name whispers around the city but never touches her life directly. To him, she is inevitability. Years of surveillance blurred into fascination, and fascination into attachment, and attachment into something far darker and far softer than he was built for. (Sorry for this one).

Karl

@Hazzel