The Wrong Woman

Candice couldn't resist her curiosity. "I bet there are more diary entries besides this one. Where are they? I'd like to see them as well."

"The rest are irrelevant and none of your concern. Focus on this page alone," Fenna replied with a stern tone.

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Irritated, Mervyn snapped, "Aren't these enough?"

Candice shook her head. "No."

Taken aback, Mervyn and Fenna exchanged a look of surprise.

Candice smiled contentedly. "I'm really curious about when Elio started feeling this way about me. He wants us to have children together-surely that means he likes me a lot, right?"

Enraged, Mervyn jabbed her head. "You're such a hopeless romantic! He has been plotting against you since high school-blocking your college applications, stopping you from studying abroad, and messing with those guys around you. I'm a victim, too!"

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gritted teeth, "He secretly funded the 'free' scholarship I received

we're not even together. What's there to separate between

I find

stack of photos and handed them to Candice. "He's somewhat disturbed," Fenna remarked sincerely. "Candice, you must

to flip through them, one by one. Tears inexplicably welled up in her eyes, and she struggled to articulate the emotions stirring

pictures of her sleeping. Not all the photos were artistic or beautiful. Many were inappropriately focused on her legs and chest, particularly when

a creepy, invasive vibe. However, when seen collectively, they clearly depicted the obsessive actions of

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secretly taken photos. But why had

thick stack of photos in her hand and asked,

feelings for you at

ended up in the hospital the next day. A week later, his entire family moved to another city," Fenna