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STALKERS
It’s been five years, I haven’t heard anything from Lena since I left her. I maybe have to check on her and call her, asking about how she was, or take her out for dinner as a friend, maybe. I lied to myself if I say that I do not miss her, I miss her, badly. This thing makes me wanted to disappear to clear my mind from Lena. Otherwise, I spend these past years with Ben and helping my dad at his office, living the 120 different degrees lifestyle like I used to.
I’ve been watched and stalked in these past few months. The same car parked in my driveway every noon, the same guy with hat watching me from the distance, someone watched me walk to the parking lot at the office, even though when I’m in the elevator, he always watched me. I w
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