The Man in My Phone

It starts with a text from an unknown number. He knows her name. Her schedule. The coffee order she changed last Tuesday. He knows things about her life that she hasn't told anyone. And he's not threatening her. He's helping. The lock she forgot to fix gets repaired while she's at work. The coworker who made her uncomfortable transfers to another department. Small corrections to her life, made by hands she's never seen. She should be terrified. She tells herself she is. But his messages arrive at exactly the moment she needs them. He never pushes. Never demands. Just makes it clear that he sees her. All of her. And that what he sees belongs to him. The Man in My Phone is a dark stalker romance that lives in the space between fear and fascination. He's not safe. He's not sorry. And she's not sure she wants him to stop. Every boundary she draws, he's already inside of. Every wall she builds, he helped lay the foundation. She doesn't know his face. She doesn't know his name. She just knows that when her phone lights up, her pulse does too. You're safest when I can see you.