Charles followed me without any hesitation. I could feel the smugness in his step, he was happy with what he had done. Some sick and twisted part of him was proud that he had gotten me at such an intimate time. Once we were safely in the maintenance room, I looked around to make sure there was no one near who could overhear us before slamming the door shut.

“What the hell was that?” I asked but his smile never eased. “Why the hell were you even following me?”

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