Last night.
I dreamed that, surely?
I almost manage to convince myself I imagined the whole thing… until I spot a handwritten note on the coffee table.
I enjoyed talking with you last night, Angel. I noticed you were low on food, so I stocked up for you. I miss you already. Talk soon, my love.
That note rattles around in my brain as I get ready for the day. When I open my cupboards to make breakfast, I find he wasn’t lying—every shelf is stocked with my favourite foods. The fridge, too.
After eating, I head out the door with my head held high. I feel more confident than I have in a long time.
At work, I see my usual clients, the day passing in a blur of routine appointments.
Thenhewalks in.
Eli.
And for some reason, I feel guilty for lusting after him. Not just the usual discomfort of fancying a patient—this is different. This is guilt because ofhim. My own stalker. What would he think if he knew how badly I crave this man’s touch?
“Doctor Morgan,” Eli greets, that easy grin spreading across his face.
“Eli. How are you today?” I reply, my smile unexpectedly genuine.
“Good, thanks.”
He settles onto the sofa, the leather creaking under his weight.
“So,” I begin, “at the end of our last session, you mentioned that you’d relapsed. Would you be comfortable talkingabout that today?”
He nods, though I catch a flicker of something—annoyance, maybe—that’s gone as quickly as it appeared.
“Sure. What do you want to know?”
Over the next hour, he tells me about the woman he’s currently stalking. Someone who reminds him of his first.
As he speaks, something ugly stirs in my chest. Jealousy.
I feeljealousthat I’m not the one he’s stalking.
I’ve officially lost the plot.
Maybe I should take the practice up on the free therapy they offer staff. God knows I need it.
But that would mean admitting… admitting that I like it.
And there’s no way in hell I could confess that to another professional.
So instead, I sit and listen to one stalker talk about his obsessions.
While I obsess over mine.
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