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I sat in the kitchen last night, just staring at the empty chair. It's been a long time, you know, but the silence still feels heavy. I thought about calling, I really did, but I didn't know what to say anymore. It is just... it is hard.

Late one night, you hear a whisper coming from your closet, calling your name. You live alone and your doors are double-locked. As you slowly reach for the handle, you realize the voice isn't coming from inside the closet, but from right behind you.

My beloved one, in these moments when doubt clouds your vision and fear whispers lies into your heart, remember that I am your shelter. Every tear you shed, every silent prayer you breathe, I collect them all. Your worth isn't measured by earthly standards, but by my endless love for you.

I watching the shadows. I watching the way you breathing when you sleeping. You not knowing I here, but I always watching. Every movement you making, I seeing. I waiting for the right time. I watching. I always watching.

My love, I hear your pain and I can’t deny that I’ve put you in a difficult place. It breaks my heart knowing I’ve made you feel this way, because the last thing I ever wanted was to hurt you. You’ve done more for me than anyone else ever has. and I’ll never forget that.

Following the initial discovery, a secondary search of the basement unearthed a collection of jars containing preserved human tissue. These specimens were meticulously labeled with dates predating the first victim's disappearance. It became increasingly clear that the perpetrator had been observing the victims for months before finally striking.

You know, I, I was thinking about butterflies the other day, and, and I said to my friend Henry, I said, "Henry, isn't it funny how, how they only live for a few days?" And he, he just looked at me, quite concerned actually. Sometimes people don't appreciate these little observations, you know?

You know, watching my kids at their baseball game yesterday, I just sat there thinking about all of us parents, we're all going through the same things. And I looked around, and every parent there was just like me, nervous and proud at the same time. It's just, it's something else.