Someone Had Been Watching Me for Months – When I Finally Checked My Doorbell Camera, I Never Imagined Who I’d See

I turned to find Marcus behind me, looking genuinely surprised.

“What brings you to this part of town?” I asked, my heart beating faster.

“Early meeting with a client nearby,” he said smoothly.

“Figured I’d grab coffee first. This place is great.”

As I drove to work afterward, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was very wrong. The gym could be a coincidence.

The coffee shop could be explained. But together with the Thai food and his knowledge of my car trouble, it formed a terrifying pattern.

I started paying closer attention. That’s when I noticed his car was always parked near mine now, even though the executive spots were on a different level.

Sometimes I’d arrive, and he’d already be there. Other times I’d leave, and he’d walk to his car at the same moment.

“Heading out?” he’d ask with that friendly smile. “Have a great evening, Caitlin.

You deserve it.”

Each interaction felt innocent on its own, but together they created a picture that made my skin crawl.

One evening, I came home exhausted and reached for my door handle. It turned easily. My apartment was unlocked.

How is that possible? I thought.

I always lock the door. There was no way I’d left it unlocked.

Slowly, I pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Nothing looked obviously disturbed, but as I moved deeper into my apartment, small things felt wrong. My bedroom closet door was slightly open when I always kept it closed.

My laptop was angled differently on my desk. And in my kitchen sink sat a wine glass I distinctly remembered washing that morning, now sitting there with faint lipstick marks on the rim.

I hadn’t used that glass. I knew I hadn’t.

I immediately called 911, my hands shaking because I was sure someone had been here.Continue reading…