London was supposed to be a new beginning.When she arrives to start her studies, the city feels vast, beautiful, and strangely lonely. Nights stretch longer than she expects, and the quiet of her apartment begins to feel... different. Not empty. Not silent. As if someone is always just beyond sight.Then the gifts start appearing.A book she once mentioned in passing. A scarf in her favorite color. Small, thoughtful things no stranger should know about. No notes. No explanations. Only the unsettling certainty that someone is paying attention someone who sees her, understands her, and is always near.At first, she tells herself it's nothing. A coincidence. A mistake.But the feeling of being watched doesn't fade. It grows. Footsteps in the hallway at impossible hours. A presence in the dark. A shadow that seems to linger a second too long.And when she finally uncovers the truth, she realizes something far more dangerous than fear:She was never alone.She was never unnoticed.And somewhere in the darkness, long before she ever knew it, someone had already decided....she was his.