The sin start to take its roots

Morning arrived quietly, sunlight slipping through the thin curtains of Adrian vale’s apartment.

The city had begun its usual rhythm—cars passing, people walking, distant horns echoing through the streets.

Inside the apartment, Adrian stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the collar of his shirt. Dark circles rested beneath his eyes, proof that sleep hadn’t been peaceful.

His mind kept drifting back to last night.

That shadow.

Someone standing under the streetlight, staring up at his window.

He had convinced himself it was nothing. A stranger. A trick of exhaustion after finishing his novel.

Still… the memory refused to leave him.

Adrian grabbed his bag and his phone from the desk.

A message from Maya flashed across the screen.

Did the creepy shadow come back?

Adrian smirked faintly.

No. Probably just someone waiting for a ride.

He slipped the phone into his pocket and left the apartment.

Outside, the air felt cooler than usual.

The morning crowd moved along the sidewalk, busy with their own lives.

Adrian walked toward the metro station, unaware of the pair of eyes quietly following his every step.

Across the street, partially hidden behind a café window, a girl watched him.

Her gaze never left him.

It's no one other than Lillith.

She sat calmly at the corner table, a cup of untouched coffee in front of her.

Her dark eyes studied Adrian with quiet fascination as he walked past the café.

Her lips curved slightly.

“So this is where you go every morning…” she whispered softly with dangerous smirk.

Adrian disappeared into the crowd, heading toward the tall glass building where he worked as a employee.

Lillith stood slowly, placing a few coins on the table before leaving the café.

She followed him from a distance.

Careful.

Patient.

The company building rose high above the street, reflecting the pale morning sunlight.

Adrian entered through the front doors, greeting the security guard with a quick nod before stepping inside.

Lillith stopped across the road.

From where she stood, she could see the entire entrance.

Employees moved in and out, unaware of the silent observer watching them.

But Lillith’s eyes were focused on only one person.

Adrian.

Her fingers lightly brushed the small notebook she carried.

Inside its pages were things she had written herself.

Notes about him.

His routine.

His habits.

It's not first she did it.

It's years of obsession.

The way he rubbed his temple when he was thinking.

The way he looked up at the sky when he walked.

Everything about him fascinated her.

After all… he had written her first.

For months Adrian vale had imagined her existence, shaping her thoughts and desires with every word of his story.

Now, she was simply returning the favor.

Learning everything about him.

Understanding him.

Possessing every detail.

High above in the building, Adrian sat at his desk, unaware that somewhere outside someone had memorized the exact time he arrived at work.

Lillith looked up at the tall windows of the building.

One of them belonged to him.

Her expression softened slightly.

“You created me,” she murmured.

Her voice was calm, but something darker lingered beneath it.

“And now… I get to know you.”

A faint smile appeared on her lips.

Slow.

Obsessive.

Patient.

Because obsession didn’t rush.

It watched.

It waited.

And somewhere deep inside the city, hidden among strangers and crowded street.

After work adrien walked towards his house it's night time a shadow following him but he didn't know the shadow was created by him.

The strange feeling from last night slowly faded from his mind as he focused on his work.

He thinks about the ending of his story

But outside the building—

Lillith was still watching.

Her fingers brushed lightly against the small notebook she carried.

Opening it slowly, she revealed pages filled with neat handwriting.

Notes.

Observations.

Times.

Habits.

Little details about Adrian.

The way he tilted his head when reading something carefully.

The way he rubbed his temples when he was tired.

Even the exact time he left his apartment in the morning.

Her pen moved slowly across the page as she wrote something new.

8:47 AM — Arrived at work.

She closed the notebook gently.

Her gaze lifted again toward the tall building.

“You wrote every part of me,” she whispered.

Her voice was calm, but something darker rested beneath the words.

“Now it’s my turn to learn everything about you.”

A faint smile appeared on her lips.

Soft.

Obsessive.

Patient.

Because obsession didn’t rush.

It watched.

It learned.

It waited.

And deep within the quiet corners of Adrian vale’s ordinary life—

the sin he had once written about in fiction was no longer just a story.

Slowly...

Silently…

it was beginning to take root.

He thought he had created Lillith.

But that night, something far more terrifying became clear—

Lillith had found her way out of the page.

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