After that day, she became like a persistent fly that I couldn't swat away, constantly buzzing around me.
She somehow got hold of my number and started bombarding me with messages and calls.
I'd block one number, and she'd switch to another.
Not only that, but she also started waiting outside my office every day after work.
To avoid her, I deliberately started working overtime.
But no matter how long I stayed, she'd wait just as long.
No matter how harsh my words were, Annalise acted as if she hadn't heard a thing.
The next day, she'd be back, rain or shine.
At this point, I finally understood why my brother said that Annalise had completely disrupted his life back then.
Faced with my headache, my brother empathized deeply.
"Why don't you fake your own death too?"
"Can I hide forever? I don't want her to add another string of bones to her collection."
After hearing me out, my brother made a gagging gesture.
"Then what should we do?"