I know your name, your address, your passwords, your passions, your nightmares, your fantasies, your soul.

I know who you are, Alisha.

It's amazing how little of an incentive he needed to give me every piece of information he could get his hands on. He compiled it into a text file and that was that was that.

Hide my comments all you want. That's fine. I don't need anybody but you to see what I have to say.

And some day, I'll find you. I have amazing things planned for that day.