I’m not obsessive. I just love and feel really hard and really deep. I also have these compulsions to see an idea to completion once it pops into my head- no matter the cost. All my life I’ve been told I’m being too much, and doing too much. My childhood was traumatic, and my relationships have all been toxic and tumultuous. So now I have to know what everyone is doing at all times when they aren’t with me. And if you lie or deceive me? Well let’s just say, no one ever gets away with hurting me. When I meet Micah, I think I have finally found the one. The man is hot, caring, and knows his way around a woman. He knows all the tricks and makes me feel worshipped. I am crazy about him. Sneak into his house kind of crazy. But there is someone whispering in my ear that he is not who he seems to be. My stalker. Someone who seems to know Micah better than I do. Someone who seems determined to steal my interest from him. And it might be working… When the stalker becomes the stalked, how deep will the obsession go…