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ATLAS

Turning into a stalker is the new low that I have hit. And I know I should have taken Ford’s advice, or his plea for me to leave his daughter alone. I tried though, I really did. But I only lasted a few hour before eight gouda myself searching through dozens of clips to try and understand Jade’s schedule. If she even had one that was public.

It worked well enough that I knew what time she usually left her house. The thought of how I easily got that annoyed the hell out of me. Because it wasn’t safe. If I could get that in just a few short hours, then someone else planning to hurt her will probably do it in less time.

She has security, I know. But I have always believed it is better to prevent rather than cure.

So, under the guise of keeping her safe because her father’s idea of tat was definitely flawed, I followed her around. And I was then aback when that little pretty faced prick arrives and he didn’t leave for the longest time. In fact, the next time he came out, they were t