“No, Angela, I was just thinking… something you don’t seem to be good at if memory serves,” I snip. She gasps, and I briefly have the thought that maybe she is my stalker. She could be sending the gifts and pictures to scare me away, hoping it’ll make me run so that she can have Ethan all to herself.
That could also be how the sender avoids being seen. If they work here, they know where the cameras are and have badges to get into the building. They would know their way around and could easily leave the packages at the front desk, mail room, or on Patrice’s cart.
However, Angela seems to have a much more direct approach when dealing with things or people she doesn’t like.
“You should take my warning, little human, and stay away from Ethan,” she growls, shoving lightly at my shoulder.
