Page 287 of Trick or Stalk

“Yes.”

“How many times did you come back?”

“I don't know.”

Her eyebrows raise. “You don't know?”

“Enough that I stopped counting.”

“Hades.”

“You want the truth.”

“I know.”

She rubs her forehead. “Why did you keep coming back?”

“Because I wanted to see you.”

“You didn't even know me.”

“No.”

“That isn't normal.”

“I know.”

“You watched me change?”

“Yes.”

“You came inside my house?”

“Yes.”

Her eyes shine with anger. “How many times?”

I tell her.

I don't make it sound better. I don't tell her I never intended to hurt her. Like that would somehow erase entering her home without permission. I don't tell her she was safe with me.

She wasn't.

At least, not in the way she thought she was.

“You touched me while I was asleep?”

My jaw tightens. “Yes.”

She looks away.

I hate the hurt on her face. But I don't get to look away from it.

“Not sexually. Just... your face.”

Her gaze snaps back to me. She studies me for a few beats before she asks her next question. “When did you buy the mask?”

“After I watched you watching the horror movie.”