ELENA PETERS

Vince walked into the opulent living room. Ignoring my question. I followed him. Angered by his actions.

He took a remote that was on the center table. And I watched as he pressed on it.

And a vault appeared from the walls. And pictures of me were on full display.

Pictures of me on my 18th birthday to my recent 21st birthday.

It gave me the chills. Literally.

How and why did he have my pictures? And How long had he been stalking me?

And why?

His intense gaze came ...