I went upstairs after the conversation I had with Star. I typed the question of what a person should do when they find out their husband is a stalker into the search bar and googled it. Different answers surfaced, with many telling me to divorce him before he does something worse than stalking. Only a few asked me to find out about his reasons for doing what he did. They advised me not to take a step until I'm certain that he was going to harm me. And that was what I decided to do. I won't leave until he gives me a reason to do that. However, that doesn't mean I will forgive him easily. There are things you don't take lightly in this world, and this is one of those things. I can't just ignore the fact that he's a stalker Just because I love him.He returned later in the day, but I didn't go down to meet him. I didn't open the door when he knocked for me to let him in. When he left in the morning, he knocked on my door to alert me of his departure, but I didn't pay him heed. I stay

MiguelI feel so bad for my actions. Try all I could, I can't seem to get rid of the hurt expression that was on Jewel's face when she came to my office a day ago. She looked so hurt, that it tore at my heartstrings, and made me eager to beat myself up for making her cry. I vowed never to hurt her, but I did so with my actions. If only I wasn't greedy back then. If only I didn't stalk her, things would have been better. There wouldn't have been a reason for her to be angry with me, but there is one now. Not only did I hurt her with my past actions, but I had to pretend to be who I'm not. I broke her heart despite my desire to mend the already broken part. I was a fool not to realize my mistakes until she found them out. If only I had destroyed those pictures a day earlier, she wouldn't have found them. But no, I had to be stupid enough to leave them, basking in the stolen pleasures of staring at her pictures every night before I sleep. I'm just a sicko, who should rut in jail for

MIGUEL“Where are you?” I asked Pearl as I ran out of my office, and headed towards the elevator. “Where is she?” I inquired, eager to know where my wife was.“What will you give me in return?” She chuckled, “I don't provide information easily.”“Anything you want. Just give me. The damned address!”“It's at the campus by the intersection. I will send the address to you. Don't forget, you promised to do whatever I want.”Before I could say a word, she disconnected. Fuck you, Pearl!I raced out of my office, to the garage. I entered my car and dialled my wife's number. It rang for a long time, but no one picked up the call.“Damn it, Jewel. Pick up your damned phone!” I gritted my teeth as I dialled his number once more. When she didn't pick up, I called Nikki.Just like Jewel, she didn't pick up her calls. It rang before it entered voicemail.“Damn it!” I threw the phone into the passenger's seat and drove out. My mind was filled with numerous possibilities of what was happening.Cou

JewelI slowly opened my eyes, only to close it back because of the light coming in from the window.Since when did my bed face the window? I slowly opened my eyes to look at the strange curtains. I had to squint to be certain my eyes weren't deceiving me. Sure enough, I'm not in my room, but in my husband's. There is no way I could have mistaken those odd curtains of his. What am I doing in his room? I wondered aloud as I stared at his window. I tried to rise from the bed, only to fall back. My entire body hurts, and it felt as if I was hit with a metal. The headache was more than I can explain.I tried to sit up once more, but a searing pain from my lower body, caused me to groan.“God,” I fell back on the bed. There was a pain in my lower back. It seemed like I had a boxing match with one of those muscled men in movies. Turning my head seemed like a hassle on its own. “Are you awake?” Miguel asked as he approached my bed. His footsteps were what I heard before he made an appea

“I can't believe it worked!” Star yelled so loud, Nikki and I had to cover our ears to avoid getting our drums burst. “Oh, my God! I'm so happy!” She yelled, looking like she was the one in my place. I smiled at her, “yes, it worked!” Tears of joy slid down my eyes. I couldn't control how happy I was.“Of course, it did! Are you going to tell your husband about it? It's good news, obviously, so.....”She trailed off when my phone dinged with a notification. I opened it, to see that it was a message from my husband. Miguel: I will be late in returning. Don't wait for me. Go to sleep. I might return tomorrow.I reread the message before I frowned. Why did he send a message instead of calling?“What's wrong?” Nikki took the phone from me, and read the message before a frown graced her face. “Why do I feel like the message doesn't sound like my brother?”“Same thoughts,” Star who also read the message concurred. “Let me call him.” I dialled his number, and it rang twice, but he didn't