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The Stalker

The entire day passed in a haze of forced normalcy.

I attended two lecturesβ€”sat in the back row, notebook open, pen moving mechanically while my mind replayed every second of last night: his weight pinning me to the mattress, the way he whispered filthy promises in Hindi against my ear, the hot rush of him filling me until I couldn’t think.

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