Ghostfreakxx

Maya woke at 3:00 AM to find him sitting on her dresser, legs dangling. He pointed one pale finger at her phone—which had somehow opened the GhostFreakXX stream. The rocking chair was empty. But the chat was typing in unison: “He’s with Maya now.”

It began as a dare, which is how most bad ideas start. GhostFreakXX

“To who?” Leo snapped. “Cyber police?” Maya woke at 3:00 AM to find him