Author’s POV
There I was at the door of the one person I knew wouldn’t ask me out nor treat me ill. With just a knock the door came wild and so was the quick pull of my body within the secure walls.
“Are you insane?, what are you doing here?” Harriet ranted with pace of her legs in repeat. Her hands relentlessly hugs her waist as she tried to process her thoughts . “How are you even here?, weren’t you taken by the police?” Well I was more than willing to bust her bubble. Clearly she wasn’t as please as I had thought she would, guess even love ones get tire of your antics.
“ I saw it on the news, how psycho are you?. Author we spoke about it, don’t act rationally but what did you do..,” she scolded exhaustedly.
“Couldn’t you just let your stupid plot of revenge go or your obsession?” Neither, there was no possible way I could let either off. My years of plot was a must and not even the police or others could stop me from ruining Steven Black.