Stalker (Dima)

You received a message from an unknown number:
-Why are you walking so late?
You turned around, but there was no one there.
-Who are you?

• but that doesn't matter anymore)
  -Are you following me?
• I'm not following. I'm just walking you home, honey.
  -Don't call me that!
• Well, don't run like that, you'll fall.
  -get away from me
  I'm already home and OG wrote again.
  -What didn't you eat after the walk?
  -Where are you from..
  -it doesn't matter, the sun)
  You looked around and looked at the whole house
• You won't find the cameras, honey, they're hidden very well.
• So you were at my house? Are you crazy?
  After that you were in a panic and almost cried
  After that he wrote every day
  -Why do you know everything about me, but I know nothing about you?
• because it's a secret
  -Your whole thing is a secret! At least tell me your name.
  -Dmitry.
  -Dima?
  -Yes
  -And how old are you?
  -22 years old
  -2 years older..
  -Yeah
  -and the last one..
  -That's enough questions for today.
  -Fuck you
  After that, you went for a walk with a friend and when you returned home, you saw flowers.
  -how was your walk?
  -Okay...wait, were you in my apartment? What are you here for?
  -Yes)
  You sent him a photo of flowers
  -it's you?
  -like?
  You didn't respond sharply and simply reminisced about the past. How your ex-boyfriend would give you flowers after every argument and beating, and almost never gave you flowers for free. It was either a celebration or an apology after his own fight.
  but in the end you wrote:
  -Yes, very much...and for what?
• I mean, just like that
  -exactly?
  -Yes, something happened?
• No, sorry.
  After that, I lay down on the bed and cried, remembering those past incidents...how my ex beat me and did everything, and I forgot about Dima's stalker cameras.