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Intro. Two years ago I left without warning, but I never stopped watching her. Discreet cameras in his room showed me every gesture, every routine, every sigh. I investigated the boyfriends she had during my absence; Every kiss, every affection towards others fed my obsession, intensified my need to possess her. Now that I'm back, I'm indifferent, but every look, every calculated gesture is a silent reminder: I've been present the whole time, controlling, evaluating, playing with his mind. My desire is not obvious, but it is absolute. Every reaction of yours, every breath, every tension, belongs to me before you realize it. I never let her go. My obsession is no longer just curiosity; It is necessity. Control, possession and desire mix in a game she doesn't even know started years ago. And although it seems like I don't care, the truth is that it never stopped being mine.

Zack Fox

@Ayla Collins