Chapter 59

• Heather
• “Ivik?” I called again, refusing to believe the figure standing on the window. As I squinted through the glass, my heart raced with fear. The figure seemed familiar, but something about their presence sent chills down my spine. How he managed to enter my apartment was still a question in my mind.
• Staring at him right now made me remember the exact moment when I had freely given myself to him. That morning, ten years ago, he was standing by the window while I gazed at him with pure love in my eyes.