“Get out of my closet.” His voice was quiet, but hard. “Why are you here?”

She smiled, a slow, private smile. “You left your door unlocked last Thursday when you took out the trash. I made a copy at the hardware store on Fifth. It took forty-five seconds.”

Tatum engineered a “chance” meeting at the campus art gallery, where a few of Elias’s architectural models were on display. She wore a sundress the exact shade of robin’s-egg blue she’d seen him compliment on a stranger. She positioned herself in front of his most fragile model—a cantilevered wooden bridge—and pretended to study it with intense scrutiny.

He didn’t know she’d taken it from his car at 2:00 AM, using the spare key she’d had copied. It was now on her nightstand, next to the button. She’d memorized every doodle, every half-formed idea, every anguished little poem he’d scribbled in the margins. She felt closer to him than ever.

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“Get out of my closet.” His voice was quiet, but hard. “Why are you here?”

She smiled, a slow, private smile. “You left your door unlocked last Thursday when you took out the trash. I made a copy at the hardware store on Fifth. It took forty-five seconds.” tatum christine obsessive

Tatum engineered a “chance” meeting at the campus art gallery, where a few of Elias’s architectural models were on display. She wore a sundress the exact shade of robin’s-egg blue she’d seen him compliment on a stranger. She positioned herself in front of his most fragile model—a cantilevered wooden bridge—and pretended to study it with intense scrutiny. “Get out of my closet

He didn’t know she’d taken it from his car at 2:00 AM, using the spare key she’d had copied. It was now on her nightstand, next to the button. She’d memorized every doodle, every half-formed idea, every anguished little poem he’d scribbled in the margins. She felt closer to him than ever. I made a copy at the hardware store on Fifth