Micheal.
I am finally going to have her all to myself tonight.
Who even cares if it is merely happening here within the sterile confines of the office?
As long as I get to remain close to her, I am far beyond satisfied—this proximity gives me far greater access to her every move, every breath, every vulnerability.
Oh, my dear, sweet Theresa.
You losing your memories is truly nothing short of a divine blessing in disguise for me. Your forgotten past is the very door that allows me into your world. But then again, even if those locked memories were to suddenly resurface and you managed to remember every single detail, there is absolutely nothing you could ever do to stop me now.
I casually glanced down at my phone screen, watching the digital clock flick to the exact time marking the end of the working day. Closing hours had finally arrived.
