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Back when I was 18, I had a crazy
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ex-boyfriend named Darren. He targeted
0:04
me because I came from a broken family
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and had severe self-esteem issues. Over
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the course of our eight-month
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relationship, he systematically
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destroyed every ounce of selfworth I had
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left and made me truly believe I was
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undeserving of love. Every time he
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yelled or laid hands on me, he'd twist
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it, convince me it was my fault that I
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made him do it. If I just didn't push
0:22
him, he'd say, then he wouldn't hurt me.
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In just 8 months, he covered me head to
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toe in psychological and physical scars.
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I only found the strength to leave him
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when he was finally arrested and thrown
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in jail. I quickly packed my bags, left
0:33
his house, and swore I'd never see him
0:35
again. Until now, it was my sister
0:37
Cathy's wedding, her first time meeting
0:39
her fianceé. Really, they lived on the
0:41
opposite side of the world, and
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honestly, the distance felt like a
0:43
blessing. Seeing Cathy walk down the
0:45
aisle was surreal, and I wanted to cry
0:47
tears of pure happiness. My sister, so
0:50
radiant, so full of joy. And then I saw
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him, the man walking down after her. Her
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husband, Darren. My entire world turned
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upside down. I felt a wave of nausea so
1:00
intense it made my head spin. I had to
1:02
leave the ceremony right then and there,
1:03
rushing to the bathroom to throw up. Did
1:06
Darren track me down and seduce my
1:07
sister on purpose? Did Kathy know what
1:09
he did? Did she not care? I had so many
1:12
questions and so few terrifying answers.
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I came back out of the bathroom an hour
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later, the reception already in full
1:18
swing. Everyone was dancing, laughing,
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celebrating. My sister was the first to
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notice me, her face beaming, and she
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called me over, introducing me to her
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wonderful husband. It took every fiber
1:28
of my being not to puke again,
1:30
especially as he flashed that same exact
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smile he used to, the one he'd wear
1:33
after tormenting me, a twisted mask of
1:35
innocence. I barely mustered a hello.
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But right as I was about to excuse
1:40
myself, Cathy walked off, telling me to
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bond with Darren a little. My legs
1:44
literally went jelly out of sheer
1:45
terror, especially as Darren took my
1:47
hand and led me to the dance floor. I
1:49
subtly tried to break free, but his grip
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was too tight. He leaned in, his breath
1:53
on my ear, and whispered, "Miss me? I
1:55
wanted to get sick." I whispered back to
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him. "I wasn't the same defenseless girl
1:59
I used to be." But instead of taking me
2:02
seriously, he chuckled. He said I was
2:04
even easier than he remembers, and then
2:06
warned me, his voice dropping, saying he
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would make what he used to do to me feel
2:10
like a massage if I spoke a word to
2:11
anyone about our past. I gulped in fear.
2:15
Even though every instinct screamed to
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expose him, I ignored the feminine urge
2:18
to knee him in the gonads and instead
2:20
just slow danced with him, fighting back
2:21
the rising panic. The next few hours of
2:23
my life were a blur. I don't remember
2:25
much, but the one thing I do remember is
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going up to Cathy while she was away
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from Darren alone for a moment. I knew I
2:30
was risking my life, risking everything,
2:32
but I had to tell her the truth. I took
2:34
her out back so nobody could hear us,
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and I opened up to her. This was the
2:38
first time I was ever truly honest about
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where all my scars actually came from.
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It was almost freeing, being able to cry
2:44
without having to put on a brave face.
2:46
But as I was pouring my heart out, I saw
2:47
Cathy's face twisting. She was getting
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angry, but not at Darren. She was
2:52
getting angry at me for lying. She
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refused to believe me, saying I was just
2:55
jealous she found a husband before I
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did. I begged her to please listen to
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me. Darren was a monster capable of
3:01
this. I showed her a burn mark I still
3:03
carried. But she still wouldn't listen.
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She told me to take my jealousy
3:06
somewhere else. She left me alone
3:08
outside and went back in to dance with
3:10
Darren. All while I just sobbed
3:11
non-stop. That single moment hurt more
3:14
than anything Darren ever did to me. The
3:16
rest of the night between us was
3:17
extremely tense. We barely glanced at
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each other. What made it worse is that I
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think Darren knew I had told Cathy
3:22
something because he kept flashing this
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oh you up smile at me. A chilling
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acknowledgement of his victory. I left
3:28
the wedding early and throughout their
3:30
honeymoon I was panicking. I was worried
3:32
for Cathy's safety. But what I didn't
3:34
realize was that it wasn't Cathy I
3:35
should have worried about. It was me
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because Darren never loved Kathy. Turns
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out he had come back for me and what he
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did next made that painfully clear. Last
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Tuesday I got an email from Cathy.
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Subject line, exciting news. They
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decided to extend their honeymoon and
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were coming to visit me. They'd already
3:51
booked tickets. They'd be arriving next
3:53
month and staying for 2 weeks. I
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immediately threw up again. The thought
3:56
of Darren in my space, my safe place,
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made me physically ill. I called my boss
4:01
asking about temporary transfers to
4:03
other offices, but got shut down because
4:05
we were short staffed. I considered
4:06
subleting my apartment and just
4:08
disappearing for a while, but my lease
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doesn't allow it. I started looking at
4:12
hotels, thinking maybe I could just stay
4:13
somewhere else while they visited, but
4:15
that felt like running away again. And I
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promised myself after Darren that I
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would never let anyone make me feel like
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I needed to run again. That promise had
4:22
been my anchor through years of healing
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and rebuilding. So, I did the only thing
4:25
I could think of. I installed security
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cameras all over my apartment, outside
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the door, in the living room, hallway,
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everywhere except the bathroom. I
4:33
changed all my locks, bought new pepper
4:35
spray, told the building security about
4:36
a stalker situation so they'd be on
4:38
alert. I was careful to explain that
4:40
this person was dangerous and might try
4:41
to impersonate family to gain access. I
4:43
specifically instructed that no one
4:44
should be led into my apartment without
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my explicit approval, regardless of who
4:48
they claimed to be. I memorized
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emergency numbers and escape routes,
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planning for every possible scenario I
4:53
could imagine. I thought I was being
4:54
paranoid, overpreparing.
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Then yesterday, I got a text from an
4:58
unknown number. Just a photo of me
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walking into my building after work
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taken that same day. I blocked the
5:04
number immediately. An hour later,
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another unknown number texted another
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photo. Me at the coffee shop across from
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my office from that morning. He's
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already here. Somehow he's already here
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watching me. The realization hit me like
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a physical blow, leaving me breathless
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and disoriented. I spent last night at
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my friend Maya's apartment. Told her I
5:24
had a plumbing issue. Didn't sleep at
5:26
all. Kept checking my phone, waiting for
5:28
more messages. Nothing came. Every creek
5:31
of the building, every distant siren had
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me sitting bolt upright, heart racing.
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This morning, I went back to my
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apartment to grab clothes for work. I
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found something that made my blood run
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cold. A small electronic device tucked
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into the lamp by my bed. A listening
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device in my bedroom. The violation of
5:46
my private space felt like another form
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of assault. I smashed it immediately,
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then tore my apartment apart, looking
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for others. Found two more. One behind
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the TV, another under the kitchen table.
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I destroyed them all, packed a bag, and
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went straight back to Maya's. My hands
6:00
wouldn't stop shaking as I threw random
6:02
clothes into my suitcase, not even
6:03
checking what I was packing. I'm writing
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this from her guest room. I've been
6:07
staying here for 4 days now. Maya knows
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something's wrong, but doesn't know what
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exactly. I don't want to drag her into
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this mess, but I can't be alone right
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now. Maya has always been there for me,
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bringing me coffee and silence, giving
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me space without questions. I keep
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asking myself how this is happening. How
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did he find me? How did he find Cathy?
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Was this his plan all along to worm his
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way into my family so he could get to me
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again? The methodical nature of it all
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terrifies me more than random violence
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ever could. The worst part is I have no
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proof it's him sending the photos or
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planting the devices. Nothing I could
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take to the police, just my word against
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his. And we all know how that turned out
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with Cathy. Law enforcement had failed
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me before. Why would now be any
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different? I feel like I'm losing my
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mind. Like I'm back in that relationship
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where I questioned everything. my
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perceptions, my memories, my worth. The
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control he had over me then is creeping
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back, and I don't know how to stop it.
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That familiar fog is settling in, making
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me doubt myself in ways I thought I'd
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overcome. Cathy called earlier, said
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they're arriving next week instead of
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next month. Changed their plans. Can't
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wait to see me. I made up some excuse
7:08
about a work conference, but she
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insisted they just hang out at my place
7:11
while I'm working. The thought of them
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waiting for me, of coming home to find
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him there, makes my skin crawl. The
7:17
thought of them in my apartment, him
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touching my things, sleeping in my bed.
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I'm literally shaking as I type this.
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This space I've created for myself. This
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refuge thousands of miles from my past,
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now contaminated by his presence. I
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don't know what to do. Call the police
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with no evidence. Try to convince Cathy
7:34
again when she clearly doesn't believe
7:35
me. Move to another country. None of
7:38
these seem like real options. I feel
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cornered, trapped in an impossible
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situation with no clear escape. I almost
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dropped my phone when I saw that
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message.
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found you. My hands were shaking so bad
7:49
I could barely show Maya. Her face went
7:51
pale when she saw it. This wasn't some
7:53
random creep or coincidence anymore.
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This was Darren methodically hunting me
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down like some sick game. We need to
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call the police, Maya said, already
8:01
reaching for her phone. I grabbed her
8:03
wrist. And tell them what? That my
8:05
sister's new husband is sending me
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photos. That I think he bugged my
8:08
apartment, but I destroyed all the
8:09
evidence. They'll think I'm crazy.
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Maya's apartment suddenly felt exposed
8:14
with all its windows. I kept seeing
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shadows move across the street,
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wondering if each passer by was him. We
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closed all the blinds and double checked
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the locks. Maya insisted I take her
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bedroom since it had fewer windows and
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was farther from the front door. I
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couldn't sleep anyway, so I just lay
8:28
there staring at the ceiling, jumping at
8:30
every noise from the street below.
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Around 3:00 a.m., my phone buzzed again.
8:33
Another unknown number. I almost didn't
8:36
look, but what if it was important? What
8:37
if it was Cathy? It wasn't. Just three
8:40
words. Sweet dreams, Casey. I deleted it
8:44
immediately and turned my phone off. My
8:45
heart was pounding so hard I could feel
8:47
it in my throat. How did he get all
8:48
these different numbers? How was he
8:49
always one step ahead? The next morning,
8:51
I called in sick to work. Couldn't risk
8:53
going out where he could follow me. Maya
8:55
offered to stay home, too. But I
8:56
insisted she go. No point in both of us
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missing work. As soon as she left, I
9:01
started researching. Looked up stalking
9:03
laws, restraining orders, anything that
9:05
might help. Most required evidence of
9:07
explicit threats or multiple documented
9:08
incidents. I had some photos and texts
9:11
from unknown numbers. Nothing concrete
9:13
tying them to Darren. I created a new
9:16
email account and started documenting
9:17
everything. Dates, times, what happened,
9:19
how it made me feel. I took screenshots
9:21
of the texts before deleting them. It
9:23
wasn't much, but it was something. A
9:25
paper trail, a reality check for when I
9:27
started doubting myself. Then I called
9:28
James, my oldest friend from back home.
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If anyone would believe me without
9:32
question, it would be him. He'd seen the
9:34
aftermath of what Darren did to me 8
9:36
years ago. had helped me move cities
9:38
when I was too terrified to stay. "Jesus
9:41
Christ," he said after I explained
9:42
everything. "This guy is seriously
9:44
deranged. What do I do, James? He's
9:46
coming here next week with Cathy." James
9:49
was quiet for a moment. "You can't face
9:51
this alone. Can you come stay with me
9:53
for a while? He's already tracking me,
9:55
and I can't just leave my job, my
9:56
apartment, everything I've built here.
9:58
Then I'm coming to you," he said firmly.
10:00
I felt a rush of relief, followed
10:01
immediately by panic. "No, he might hurt
10:04
you, too. He's dangerous, James. We
10:06
talked for nearly 2 hours, going through
10:08
options that all seemed impossible.
10:10
James finally suggested something I
10:11
hadn't considered. Confronting Darren
10:13
directly in a public place. The idea
10:15
made my stomach turn, but maybe if I met
10:17
him on my terms in daylight with people
10:19
around, I decided to try it. I texted
10:22
Cathy asking when exactly they were
10:24
arriving and suggested meeting for
10:25
coffee their first day here somewhere
10:26
public. She responded almost
10:28
immediately, saying they'd already
10:30
landed early that morning. They were at
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my apartment now, waiting for me. My
10:33
blood went cold. They weren't supposed
10:35
to be here for another week. I checked
10:37
the date on my phone, wondering if I'd
10:38
somehow lost track of time. No, they
10:41
definitely changed their plans without
10:42
telling me. Or Cathy had told me, and
10:45
Darren had intercepted the message
10:46
somehow. I called her immediately. Hey,
10:49
I thought you weren't coming until next
10:50
week. We told you we changed our plans,
10:53
she said, sounding confused. I texted
10:55
you 3 days ago about it. I never got
10:57
that text. I'd been staying at Ma's and
10:59
avoiding checking my phone much due to
11:00
anxiety. Every time it buzzed, I'd been
11:02
so focused on the threatening messages
11:04
that I must have missed Cathy's
11:05
legitimate text among all the
11:06
notifications I was trying to ignore.
11:08
I'm sorry. Must have missed it with work
11:09
being so crazy. I lied. I'm actually
11:12
staying at a friends right now. Plumbing
11:13
issues in my building. Oh no. Well,
11:16
we're at your apartment. The super let
11:17
us in when we explained we were family.
11:19
I felt a surge of anger. After my
11:22
specific instructions to building
11:23
security about my stalker situation, the
11:25
super had still let them in. He must
11:27
have been charmed by Darren's smooth
11:29
talking or simply didn't take my warning
11:31
seriously. "I'll come meet you for
11:32
lunch," I suggested, trying to keep my
11:34
voice steady. "There's a cafe about two
11:37
blocks from my building. Very popular
11:38
spot. We arranged to meet in an hour."
11:42
Maya was still at work, so I couldn't
11:43
even tell her what was happening. I took
11:45
a quick shower, trying to wash away the
11:47
fear and exhaustion. Looking in the
11:49
mirror, I barely recognized myself. Dark
11:51
circles under my eyes, skin pale,
11:53
expression haunted. I applied some
11:55
makeup, trying to look normal. The last
11:57
thing I needed was Cathy commenting on
11:59
how unwell I seemed. I picked the cafe
12:01
carefully, always crowded, tables close
12:03
together, staff who knew me as a
12:04
regular. I arrived 20 minutes early and
12:07
chose a table with my back to the wall
12:08
facing the entrance. Ordered a coffee I
12:10
couldn't drink, my stomach too knotted
12:12
to handle caffeine. When they walked in,
12:14
I almost bolted. Seeing Darren in his
12:16
element, confident, charming, his arm
12:18
around my sister, made me physically
12:20
ill. He looked exactly the same as he
12:22
had 8 years ago, maybe a little more
12:24
filled out, hairstyled differently, but
12:26
those eyes, those cold, calculating
12:28
eyes, hadn't changed at all. Kathy
12:30
spotted me and waved excitedly, pulling
12:32
Darren toward my table. I stood on shaky
12:35
legs, accepting her hug with stiff arms.
12:37
Then Darren was there, pulling me into
12:39
an embrace before I could avoid it. "So
12:42
good to finally meet my sister-in-law
12:43
properly," he said loudly enough for
12:45
nearby tables to hear. But against my
12:47
ear, he whispered, "Miss me?" I pulled
12:49
away quickly, nearly knocking over my
12:51
coffee. A waitress appeared to take
12:53
their orders, giving me a moment to
12:55
compose myself. I sat with my hands
12:57
under the table so they wouldn't see
12:58
them shaking. Cathy dominated the
13:00
conversation, talking about their
13:02
wedding, their honeymoon, how beautiful
13:04
my city was. I nodded and smiled
13:06
mechanically, hyper aware of Darren
13:08
watching me. He kept touching Cathy, her
13:11
hand, her shoulder, her hair, making
13:13
sure I saw each casual display of
13:15
affection, marking his territory.
13:17
Your apartment is gorgeous, Cathy said.
13:19
Though I was surprised by all the
13:21
security cameras. Are you having
13:22
problems with break-ins around here? So,
13:25
they'd noticed those. I wondered if
13:26
Darren had already disabled them. Just
13:29
being cautious, I said, eyes flicking to
13:31
Darren. Never know who might try to get
13:33
in. His smile didn't falter, but
13:35
something flashed behind his eyes.
13:37
Challenge accepted. The lunch continued
13:39
with excruciating small talk. Cathy
13:41
seemed oblivious to the tension, happily
13:43
chatting away while I sat there
13:44
calculating distances to exits,
13:46
wondering if screaming would actually
13:47
make anyone help or just label me as
13:50
crazy. As we were finishing, Darren
13:51
excused himself to use the restroom. The
13:53
moment he was gone, I grabbed Cathy's
13:55
hand. You need to listen to me, I said
13:57
urgently. I wasn't lying about Darren.
13:59
He's dangerous. He's been stalking me,
14:00
sending me photos, bugging my apartment.
14:03
Cathy's face hardened. Stop it, Casey.
14:06
Just stop. I don't know what your
14:07
problem is, but this has to end. Darren
14:09
told me you might do this.
14:11
I froze. He what? He told me you had
14:14
some kind of obsession with him years
14:15
ago that you couldn't accept when he
14:17
broke things off and started spreading
14:18
rumors about him being abusive. My jaw
14:20
dropped. He'd preemptively poisoned her
14:22
against me. Set up the perfect defense.
14:25
That's not what happened, I insisted,
14:27
desperation making my voice crack. Why
14:30
would I make this up? Why would I?
14:32
Because you've always been like this,
14:33
she interrupted louder than she probably
14:35
intended. A few nearby diners glanced
14:37
our way. She lowered her voice. always
14:39
dramatic, always needing attention,
14:41
always making everything about you. The
14:43
accusation hit like a slap. Was that
14:45
really how she saw me? How my family saw
14:46
me? That's what he wants you to think, I
14:49
said, my voice barely a whisper. That's
14:51
how abusers work. They isolate you from
14:54
people who might see the truth. The only
14:56
truth I see is that my sister is trying
14:58
to ruin my marriage before it's even
14:59
begun. Darren returned then, all smiles,
15:01
asking what he'd missed. The look Cathy
15:03
gave me made it clear the conversation
15:05
was over. I mumbled something about
15:07
needing to get back to Maya's to get
15:08
ready for work tomorrow. Made up some
15:10
excuse about her cats and my allergies,
15:12
meaning they couldn't stay with me. Such
15:14
a shame, Darren said. We were looking
15:16
forward to quality time together. The
15:19
way he emphasized quality time made my
15:21
skin crawl. I managed to escape without
15:22
him touching me again, promising to meet
15:24
them for dinner tomorrow night. As soon
15:26
as I turned the corner out of sight of
15:27
the cafe, I broke into a run all the way
15:29
back to Maya's. I half expected to find
15:31
him somehow already there waiting, but
15:33
the apartment was empty. Maya returned
15:35
from work to find me pacing her living
15:37
room, chewing my nails down to the
15:38
quick, a habit I'd broken years ago
15:40
after leaving Darren. They're here
15:42
already, I told her. In my apartment,
15:45
he's convinced Cathy I'm some delusional
15:46
ex who made up abuse allegations. Maya
15:49
sat me down, made me drink some water,
15:51
and actually listened. Unlike my sister,
15:53
unlike the police would, she believed me
15:55
without question, and that simple act of
15:57
faith nearly broke me. "You're staying
15:59
here as long as you need," she said
16:01
firmly. "And we're going to figure this
16:02
out." That night, I got another text, a
16:05
photo of me entering Mia's building
16:06
after lunch, then another of Maya
16:08
arriving home from work. The message
16:10
read, "Nice friend. Would hate for
16:12
anything to happen to her." I showed Mia
16:14
expecting her to freak out. Instead, she
16:16
got angry. Not scared, angry. Called him
16:19
a pathetic coward hiding behind text
16:21
messages. Her righteous fury was somehow
16:23
exactly what I needed. It reminded me
16:25
that this wasn't normal, that I wasn't
16:27
crazy for being terrified. We spent that
16:29
night developing a plan. First, I'd try
16:31
reasoning with Darren directly. meet him
16:33
somewhere public, record the
16:34
conversation secretly, try to get him to
16:36
admit what he was doing. Maya would be
16:38
nearby as backup. If that didn't work,
16:40
we'd try again with Cathy, showing her
16:42
concrete evidence if we could get it.
16:43
And if all else failed, we'd go to the
16:45
police with whatever we had, no matter
16:46
how circumstantial. The next day at work
16:48
was torture. I kept seeing him
16:50
everywhere, in the reflection of
16:51
windows, in crowds, on the street behind
16:53
me, in the elevator. Every time my phone
16:55
buzzed with an email, my heart stopped.
16:58
My boss noticed something was wrong and
16:59
called me into her office. I was sure I
17:01
was going to be fired for my obvious
17:02
distraction. Instead, she asked if I was
17:04
okay. Really looked at me with genuine
17:06
concern. Something about her
17:08
grandmotherly kindness broke through my
17:09
defenses, and before I knew it, I was
17:11
telling her everything. Not the messy
17:14
details, just that my sister had married
17:16
my abusive ex, and now they were in
17:17
town, and I was scared. I expected
17:20
skepticism or awkward platitudes.
17:22
Instead, she immediately offered me a
17:24
week of personal leave. When I
17:25
hesitated, concerned about the short
17:27
staffing, she said, "Your safety matters
17:29
more than any project deadline." It was
17:32
such a simple statement of fact, but it
17:34
hit me hard. My safety mattered. Me, I
17:36
mattered. I After years of Darren making
17:38
me feel worthless. After Cathy
17:40
dismissing my fear as attention-seeking,
17:42
here was this woman I barely knew
17:44
outside of work, treating my well-being
17:45
as an obvious priority. I accepted the
17:48
leave, but asked to finish the day to
17:49
wrap up some projects. As I was leaving
17:51
that evening, my boss walked me to my
17:53
car and waited until I drove away. Such
17:55
a small gesture of protection, but it
17:56
meant everything. I arranged to meet
17:58
Darren at a cafe near my office the next
17:59
day. Told him I wanted to clear the air,
18:02
just the two of us. I suggested a time
18:04
when Cathy would be at a spa appointment
18:05
she'd mentioned during lunch. He agreed
18:08
almost too eagerly. Maya and I prepared
18:10
carefully. I wore a button-up shirt with
18:13
a small recording device hidden in the
18:14
front pocket. Maya would sit nearby,
18:17
pretending to work on her laptop. We
18:19
arrived early, securing a table in the
18:20
corner with a clear view of the
18:21
entrance. Darren showed up exactly on
18:24
time, looking perfectly put together in
18:26
a casual button-down and designer jeans.
18:28
He smiled as he approached, and for a
18:30
split second, I remembered why I'd
18:32
fallen for him in the first place before
18:34
I knew what he really was. Casey, he
18:36
said warmly, sitting down across from
18:37
me. I was hoping we'd get a chance to
18:39
talk privately. "I bet you were," I
18:41
replied, trying to keep my voice steady.
18:43
"What's your game here, Darren?" "Why,
18:45
Kathy? Why now?" He looked genuinely
18:48
confused. "Game? I fell in love with an
18:50
amazing woman who happens to be your
18:51
sister. Simple as that. The texts, the
18:55
photos, the bugs in my apartment. You
18:56
expect me to believe that's coincidence?
18:59
His expression didn't change, but he
19:00
leaned forward slightly. I have no idea
19:03
what you're talking about. Sounds like
19:04
you're having some issues, Casey. Maybe
19:06
you should talk to someone about that.
19:08
Classic gaslighting. I'd expected it,
19:10
but it still made my blood boil. Cut the
19:13
crap. I hissed. I know it's you. What I
19:17
don't know is why. Revenge? some sick
19:19
power trip or did you just miss having
19:20
someone to torture? He sighed, looking
19:23
around as if concerned someone might
19:24
overhear. Then he pulled out his phone,
19:26
tapped something, and set it on the
19:28
table. "What are you doing?" I asked
19:30
suddenly nervous. "Recording our
19:32
conversation," he said calmly. "For my
19:35
protection. You seem quite unstable
19:37
making wild accusations." "My heart
19:39
sank. He was creating evidence against
19:41
me. Anything I said could be edited,
19:44
manipulated, used to make me look
19:45
delusional, just like he'd convinced
19:47
Cathy I was. You haven't changed at all,
19:49
I managed to say. Still the same
19:51
manipulative monster. He smiled then, a
19:54
cold smile that didn't reach his eyes.
19:56
And you're still so easy to rattle.
19:58
Always were. He picked up his phone,
20:00
stopped the recording, and stood up. I
20:02
think we're done here. I'd appreciate if
20:04
you'd keep your delusions away from my
20:06
wife. She's worried about you. You know
20:08
we both are. I watched him walk away,
20:10
defeat washing over me. The recording
20:12
device felt heavy in my pocket, useless.
20:15
He'd outplayed me again. I looked over
20:17
at Maya, who seemed to understand
20:18
immediately that things hadn't gone as
20:20
planned. Back at her apartment, I
20:22
reviewed the recording. As expected, it
20:24
captured nothing incriminating, just
20:26
Darren sounding concerned while I made
20:28
accusations. Maya suggested we try a
20:30
different approach, investigation. If
20:33
Darren had targeted Cathy deliberately
20:34
to get to me, there might be evidence of
20:36
planning. I started with the mutual
20:38
friend who had introduced them. Cathy
20:40
had mentioned the name once, Thomas, but
20:42
said they weren't close. I found him
20:44
through her Facebook friends and sent a
20:46
message explaining I wanted to surprise
20:48
Cathy with something special from the
20:49
friend who'd introduced them. Thomas
20:51
responded quickly, seeming confused,
20:53
said he barely knew Darren had only met
20:55
him once at a work function. Darren had
20:57
approached him, mentioned he was new in
20:59
town, and asked to be introduced to some
21:00
local people. Thomas had invited him to
21:02
a dinner party where Cathy was present.
21:05
That was it. Maya and I looked at each
21:07
other. If Thomas was telling the truth,
21:09
this supported my theory that Darren had
21:11
targeted Cathy deliberately, but it
21:13
wasn't proof of anything sinister, just
21:14
a guy asking to be introduced to people
21:16
in a new city. I needed more. I
21:18
hesitantly messaged a couple of Cathy's
21:20
other friends, asking casual questions
21:22
about how they remembered Cathy and
21:23
Darren getting together. Most responses
21:26
aligned with Thomas's story. Darren had
21:28
appeared seemingly from nowhere, pursued
21:30
Cathy intensely, and proposed quickly.
21:33
One friend, Jennifer, mentioned
21:34
something interesting. Apparently,
21:36
Darren had asked a lot of questions
21:38
about Cathy's family early on,
21:39
particularly about me, where I was
21:41
living, what I was doing, if I was
21:43
seeing anyone. Cathy had thought it was
21:46
sweet that he was so interested in
21:47
getting to know her family. "That's it,"
21:50
Maya said. He was fishing for
21:51
information about you. "It certainly
21:54
seemed that way, but again, not proof of
21:56
anything illegal, just creepy and
21:57
calculating. The next few days fell into
21:59
an uncomfortable pattern. I'd meet Cathy
22:01
and Darren for meals or sightseeing,
22:03
maintaining a strange politeness. Darren
22:05
was always the perfect gentleman in
22:07
public, but would find moments to brush
22:08
against me or whisper comments when
22:10
Cathy wasn't looking. Nothing obviously
22:12
threatening, just enough to keep me on
22:14
edge. Reminders that he was in control.
22:16
Cathy remained oblivious, though I
22:18
caught her giving me concerned looks
22:19
when she thought I wasn't watching. I
22:21
wondered what Darren was telling her
22:22
about me when they were alone, what
22:24
poison he was dripping into her ear. We
22:26
had dinner at their hotel restaurant on
22:27
their fifth night in town. I'd been
22:29
careful to suggest only public places
22:31
for our meetings, avoiding anywhere
22:32
private. But halfway through the meal,
22:34
Darren deliberately knocked over his
22:36
wine glass, splashing red wine across my
22:38
white blouse. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry,"
22:40
he exclaimed, looking genuinely
22:42
distressed. "Casey, the bathroom is just
22:44
down that hallway. Cathy, give her your
22:46
stain remover pen." Before I could
22:48
object, Cathy was handing me her purse
22:49
and urging me to hurry before the stain
22:51
set. I hesitated, not wanting to leave
22:53
the public space of the restaurant. "Go
22:55
on," Darren insisted. "I'll order you
22:57
another drink while you clean up." The
22:58
bathroom was at the end of a long
22:59
hallway away from the main restaurant. I
23:01
hurried, planning to be as quick as
23:03
possible. But as I was dabbing at the
23:04
stain, the bathroom door opened. Darren
23:07
stepped in, locked the door behind him,
23:09
and leaned against it. My heart nearly
23:11
stopped. We were alone. Really alone for
23:15
the first time in 8 years. I backed up
23:17
until I hit the wall, trying to put as
23:19
much distance between us as possible.
23:21
"What do you want?" I managed to ask, my
23:23
voice stronger than I expected. He
23:24
studied me for a moment, head tilted
23:26
slightly. You know, I've thought about
23:28
this moment for years. what I'd say when
23:30
I finally had you alone again. Stay
23:32
back, I warned, reaching into my purse
23:34
for my pepper spray. I'll scream. He
23:37
pulled out his phone, showing me he was
23:38
recording. "Go ahead, scream. Attack me.
23:41
I'll just show everyone how my mentally
23:42
unstable sister-in-law assaulted me when
23:44
I came to check if she needed help. My
23:46
hand fell away from my purse." "He was
23:48
right. Anything I did would be twisted
23:50
against me, just like before, just like
23:52
always." "Why are you doing this?" I
23:54
asked, my voice barely a whisper. "It's
23:56
been 8 years. Why can't you just leave
23:58
me alone? 8 years, 2 months, and 16
24:02
days, he corrected, taking a step
24:04
closer. Did you really think I'd just
24:06
forget you? That I'd let you walk away
24:07
without consequences.
24:09
The casual way he recited the exact time
24:11
since I'd left him, sent ice through my
24:13
veins. He'd been counting the days. So,
24:16
that's what this is, revenge. You
24:18
married my sister to get back at me. He
24:20
laughed, a sound that used to make my
24:22
stomach flutter, but now made it turn.
24:25
Initially, yes. Finding you wasn't easy,
24:27
you know. You covered your tracks well.
24:30
But then I remembered your sister, how
24:32
you were always talking about her,
24:33
always trying to protect her. His smile
24:35
widened. Ironic, isn't it? You're sick,
24:38
I spat. Kathy doesn't deserve to be used
24:40
like this. Here's the interesting part,
24:43
he continued as if I hadn't spoken. I
24:45
actually like Cathy. She's sweet,
24:47
uncomplicated, appreciative of
24:48
everything I do for her. Not like you,
24:50
always questioning, always fighting. The
24:53
way he talked about her like she was a
24:54
pet who behaved well made me want to
24:56
throw up. If you hurt her, you'll what?
24:59
He interrupted, taking another step
25:01
closer. Now he was just arms length
25:03
away. Run to the police with your wild
25:05
stories. Tell your parents. We both know
25:07
how well that worked out at the wedding.
25:09
He reached out suddenly, brushing his
25:11
fingers against my cheek. I flinched
25:13
away, but there was nowhere to go with
25:15
the wall at my back. "You'll always be
25:17
my favorite, though," he murmured. "No
25:19
one reacts quite like you do. No one
25:21
breaks quite so beautifully. A knock on
25:23
the door made us both freeze. "Hello, is
25:26
someone in there?" a woman's voice
25:28
called. Darren's expression darkened for
25:30
just a second before he composed
25:32
himself. "Think about what I said," he
25:34
whispered, then unlocked the door and
25:36
stepped out, saying loudly, "All yours,
25:38
ma'am." Just checking if my
25:40
sister-in-law needed help with a wine
25:41
stain. I stayed in that bathroom long
25:43
after he left, hands braced on the sink,
25:45
trying to stop shaking. His words kept
25:48
echoing in my head. You'll always be my
25:50
favorite. The possessiveness in his
25:52
voice, the absolute certainty that I
25:54
still belong to him somehow. When I
25:56
finally returned to the table, Cathy
25:58
looked worried. Everything okay? You
26:00
were gone a while. Fine, I said
26:02
automatically. Stain was stubborn.
26:05
Darren smiled at me across the table,
26:07
raising his fresh glass of wine in a
26:08
small toast. Only I would notice. I
26:10
couldn't eat another bite after that.
26:12
Just pushed food around my plate until
26:13
we finally left. That night, I told Mia
26:15
everything. She wanted to go straight to
26:17
the police. But what would we say? That
26:19
my brother-in-law said some creepy
26:20
things to me in a bathroom? That he
26:22
touched my face? None of it was illegal,
26:24
just terrifying in context. The next
26:27
day, I decided to try a different
26:28
approach with Cathy. I invited her for
26:30
lunch. Just the two of us. Said I wanted
26:32
some sister time before they left. To my
26:34
surprise, she agreed readily. I was
26:37
careful this time, avoiding direct
26:38
accusations against Darren. Instead, I
26:41
asked casual questions about how they
26:42
met, letting her talk. As she told the
26:45
story of Thomas introducing them at a
26:46
dinner party, I noticed small
26:47
inconsistencies with what Thomas had
26:49
told me. According to Cathy, Darren had
26:51
specifically asked to meet her after
26:53
seeing her photo at Thomas's place. But
26:55
Thomas had said the introduction was
26:56
coincidental. It's funny, I said
26:59
carefully. I was chatting with Thomas
27:01
recently. He didn't remember introducing
27:02
you to intentionally. Kathy frowned.
27:05
What? Why were you talking to Thomas
27:07
about us? I realized my mistake too
27:10
late. I just I wanted to get to know
27:13
more about Darren since I missed the
27:14
whole dating period. So, you've been
27:17
checking up on him, interrogating my
27:19
friends behind my back. Her voice rose
27:21
slightly, attracting glances from nearby
27:23
tables.
27:25
It's not like that, I insisted. I'm just
27:27
trying to understand. No, you're trying
27:28
to find something wrong. You can't just
27:30
be happy for me, can you? She stood up
27:32
abruptly. Darren was right. He said you
27:35
might do something like this. Of course,
27:37
he did. He's always one step ahead.
27:40
Kathy, please. I'm done with this
27:42
conversation, she said firmly. I'm going
27:44
back to the hotel. Don't follow me. I
27:47
watched her storm out, feeling helpless.
27:49
And that's where her story ends. The
27:51
ultimate question hangs in the air. Will
27:53
Casey ever escape Darren's grasp? Will
27:56
Cathy ever see the truth about the man
27:58
she married? Or is Casey doomed to a
28:00
life perpetually haunted by her past? If
28:03
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28:04
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28:08
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28:10
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