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I NEED YOU, ELENA

Chapter 4 I LOVE YOU, ELENA.

Word Count: 1197    |    Released on: 23/02/2025

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the door, feigning calmness. I couldn't let Evan know who was at the door. I c

back into the room to get ready. "Who was i

im as I grabbed my bag. My heart was pou

dn't shake off, and his presence put me in constant danger. E

cal pain wasn't the worst of it. Evan's anger after that night with Diva had left me broken inside and out. I had been granted a f

sane, but Ryan's appearance at my door this morning threatened everything. I

van, trying to sound norma

ehead. But there was no warmth in his touch, n

beneath my fear. "Was Ryan trying to get me killed?" I muttered to myself. "Showing

d to cold determination b

in, but as soon as they saw me, they fell silent. Whi

veryone," I said,

fting. Ryan was on his seat in the back, starin

nored him. Finally I gave in, "He

s, R

tal. Are you feeling better now

fine, as you can see," I said curtly, try

red on me, but he

what I was going to do about Ryan. Moments later, the door flew open, interrupting m

here?" I asked, my voice

g a crumpled b

p and dangerous. "Did you think I wouldn't f

w did he get the flowe

're talking about," I stammered, movi

ng the flowers on my desk. "He brought

rought these flowers. They weren't

ou think I'm stupid? Don't make me kill you, Elena,"

e," I choked, struggling

his anger blazing. Then,

owled, throwing the flowe

th, tears streaming down my face. How much l

e door startled me. Before I could answer

e?" I snapped, wi

crying?" he asked, his

all your fault, Ryan! Showing up at my house, se

"I didn't mean to ca

come near me. Don't send me gifts. D

," he sai

at do you mea

na," he said, his

that word means. This isn't love, Ryan. It's obsession. I'm you

nstead, he bent down and began picking up the file

g his arm. "I can never

ling up. After a long moment,

exhausted. But then I noticed something on my desk-a c

ling hands,

te scrawled in j

in. Leave Ryan, or next t

spine. The handwri

e message before my phone buzzed

hat day, Ryan's hand raised to ask a

watchi

ndering who could be behind all of th

closing in. Who was watchi

like Evan, Ryan, and I were all being manipu

ven more chilling: the photo wasn

n from outsi

from me?" I asked,

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I NEED YOU, ELENA
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“What happens when you find yourself addicted to your professor, willing to do whatever it takes to do just have her, not caring she is married, but then she turns out to be your aunt, meaning it's a taboo. Can you fight it or you are just going to give in?”