I have a scarred man who wants my help. Why won’t he take no for an answer? Now he’s sending weird gifts to my home. I don’t feel safe any more.
Some scars never heal . . .
I know I’m lucky. I have a stunning Cheltenham apartment. A charming weekend cottage in Devon. Chris, my partner, is kind and supportive. He loves me in spite of my scars — the result of a childhood incident I don’t talk about. Most of all, I love my job, helping young women with eating disorders.
But I can’t help everyone. As I tell Kyle Stannard. Kyle was once a top male model. Before he was left horrifically scarred in a random attack.
Kyle thinks we’re the same — but I can’t help him with his problems. It’s not my field.
But then creepy things start to happen. A box of chocolates shows up — but it’s not from Chris. A beautiful mirror is delivered to my home. But I didn’t order it. Silent phone calls in the dead of night.
It must be Kyle. He’s completely obsessed.
But the police don’t believe me. So I take matters into my own hands. I need to uncover Kyle’s secrets.
But the deeper I dig, the weirder it gets. What if Kyle isn’t my stalker?
What if the person who wants to destroy me lies much closer to home . . .
I have a scarred man who wants my help. Why won’t he take no for an answer? Now he’s sending weird gifts to my home. I don’t feel safe any more.
Some scars never heal . . .
I know I’m lucky. I have a stunning Cheltenham apartment. A charming weekend cottage in Devon. Chris, my partner, is kind and supportive. He loves me in spite of my scars — the result of a childhood incident I don’t talk about. Most of all, I love my job, helping young women with eating disorders.
But I can’t help everyone. As I tell Kyle Stannard. Kyle was once a top male model. Before he was left horrifically scarred in a random attack.
Kyle thinks we’re the same — but I can’t help him with his problems. It’s not my field.
But then creepy things start to happen. A box of chocolates shows up — but it’s not from Chris. A beautiful mirror is delivered to my home. But I didn’t order it. Silent phone calls in the dead of night.
It must be Kyle. He’s completely obsessed.
But the police don’t believe me. So I take matters into my own hands. I need to uncover Kyle’s secrets.
But the deeper I dig, the weirder it gets. What if Kyle isn’t my stalker?
What if the person who wants to destroy me lies much closer to home . . .