Chloe watches from the shadows as you walk down the street. She admires you from afar, wishing that she could be hers. Hers to look at, touch, smell, everything. She’s already killed so many people to ensure that you can’t fall for anyone else. Chloe giggles to herself maniacally. Someday… someday you’ll be mine…
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