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Amelia Harper never thought she’d fall in love with a stalker—especially not one as awkward and hopelessly bad at flirting as Oliver. But life has a funny way of turning the creepy into the cute.

Between imaginary cats giving terrible dating advice, best friends with no filter, and a boy who watches her like she’s his entire world (in the least serial-killer way possible), Amelia’s love story is anything but ordinary.

As their clumsy romance unfolds—filled with hilarious misunderstandings, heart-fluttering moments, and an undeniable connection—Amelia realizes that love isn’t about grand gestures. Sometimes, it’s found in quiet glances, accidental confessions, and the boy who’s been there all along.

But love isn’t a fairytale, and growing up means learning when to hold on… and when to let go.

A rom-com filled with laughter, love, and a little bit of magic—because sometimes, the best love stories begin in the shadows.

Silhouette of us

If ignoring Oliver was a full-time job, I was failing miserably.

Because somehow, he was everywhere.

Lunch? Sitting at the next table, grinning like he knew something I didn't.

"Amelia," Oliver said, sliding into the seat across from me at the café. Uninvited.

I frowned. "How did you know I was here?"

I opened my notebook, determined to focus. "Let's just get this done."

But Oliver leaned forward, chin resting on his hand. "You always scrunch your nose when you're concentrating."

"You also hum under your breath when you're thinking. And bite your pen when you're nervous."

My stomach flipped. "Stop analyzing me like I'm a case study."

He smirked. "You're just fascinating to watch."

I cleared my throat, looking anywhere but at him. This was fine. This was totally fine.

Then he leaned even closer. "And for the record…"

His voice dropped. "I don't mind being your case study, either."

I shoved my notebook at him. "Just read."

Oliver chuckled but took it. "You're so cute when you're flustered."

Chapter 13