If it were between two people you love, who would you choose for death? One phone call changed my life as I knew it, but I carved myself something from that ruin. When the notes started showing up, I ignored them and focused on my new life. Then the gifts started, followed shortly by the threatening words. I had no choice. I knew the one he would send would change my life once again but there was no looking back now... a new war had begun. I let her go to protect her from my past, but it found its way to her doorstep anyways. They stalked her and then they came for her. With every minute she is gone from my sight the body count will rise until I have her back in my arms. The only question now is... Who will survive this new war and who will be six feet under?