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~*JUNE*~ Curse me for believing Andrew wouldn't spam me after I gave him my number. For days, the fucker has been terrorizing my phone. Nonstop. Text after text after text, each one more desperate and unhinged than the last. The moment I block one number, he pops up with another. I block that one too, and then another appears, like some demonic game of whack-a-mole I never signed up for. Andrew doesn't just give up. That's not in his DNA. He'll keep spamming me until he gets what he wants—and I haven't the faintest idea what that is. At this point, I'm morbidly curious what he actually wants, because knowing him, this "I miss you" bullshit in his texts is a blatant lie. There's a hidden agenda behind it. Something I can't pinpoint. And honestly? I don't want to find out what it is

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