Mysha

My throat is burning from tequila shots. My body feels shivering from the cold.

Perfect.

Although I don't have a tequila addiction, but I truly need this right now. But I worry that I'll become reliant on this. I have to stop being hooked on myself.

I suffer from obsessive thinking. And Derek's theory about Eiran made me second-guess myself. I was practically driven insane by those remarks and Derek's motherfucking theory. By implication, he implied that Eiran Celestino is a manipulator. This is too amazing to believe. Not even in this lifetime. He is really jealous of eiran. How fucking awful is that? He likes me, but he's never told me this before and now I'm not feeling well. I apologize for rejecting Derek so much. I love Eiran, not Derek. What can I do now? He must realize that self-harm can result from one-sided love.

Right now I am standing on my home's balcony. Actually, I felt more at ease here. This feels a lot like home, and I'm not sure why. My innermost thoughts can be calmed by tequila shots, solitude, and quiet surroundings.

Simple as hell.

Suddenly, I saw a stranger standing next to the lake at my house, dressed all in black. Who the fuck is he? And why the hell did he come inside my goddamn house?

"Who are you?" I let forth my loudest scream.

He just stood there like a watchman, not responding. How impudent of him! Without my permission, entered my house. In addition, he is not answering the question that I asked.

I went down the glass of tequila shot and ran downstairs to find out just who the hell he was.

I saw it when I opened the gate. This place is empty.

Is some random dude having fun with me?

Birds chattering and dried leaves scattered over the ground are all that's visible to me. What the hell. I'm vexed now.

My gaze suddenly snapped to a box that is kept on the stairs. A box? The written name of Eiran was then visible to me on a name sticker.

This package was shared for me by Eiran. But why? It's not my birthday, nor is it any other occasion.

Was that gentleman with the black hood, maybe a delivery man? Yes, but something doesn't seem right in my opinion. There seems to be a missing element.

But let it go.

I then take the package and head inside the house. When I started to open it, I found an exquisite dress that cost a lot of money. I adore this dress; it's black, lacey, and has body-fitting embroidery. I also noticed a jewelry box. Whoa, I believe those to be real diamonds.

The primary question is, though, why did he send this to me? My phone buzzed suddenly. It is Eiran's message, I checked.

Eiran: Get ready, gorgeous; we're heading out on a date.

What? When? Despite the length of time we have been dating, he has never once asked me out on a date. A date with Eiran Celestino excites me a lot.

Me: Really? Oh my goodness, I'm so happy.

Yes, I'm ecstatic. This clothing further increased my degree of enthusiasm. In actuality, his selection is ideal. He picked out the ideal attire for me. But since I'm his option, it's the finest choice for him.

Eiran: Yes bellissima, but how is the dress? Please let me know if it's not acceptable so I can replace it.

Me: I think it's lovely.

I believe I will be wearing this style of dress for the first time in my life. I have never had the opportunity to wear anything like this. I work in the same field and always wear the same thing.

Eiran: Not as gorgeous as you.

In spite of the text, he's really sweet. My cheeks turned hot from reading this text from him. I'm incredibly happy.

Suddenly, I could hear footsteps inside my house. My entire smile disappeared. However, I am the only one here. I released my grip on my phone and walked in the direction of the sound. I'm terrified now. I wish there's a cat or something else in my house. Hopefully.

Here's nobody.

Now I'm really afraid.

Why does it seem like someone is stalking me?

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