The tipping point came one evening when Mel noticed Greg tagged in a photo at a popular café. The same café he had supposedly canceled their meeting for, claiming to be unwell. Fuelled by curiosity and suspicion, Mel decided to confront him about the inconsistency.
"Hey, I noticed you were at that café we were supposed to meet. Why didn't you tell me you were feeling better?" Mel typed furiously, her fingers trembling with a mix of anger and anxiety.
Greg's response was delayed, as if he was carefully crafting his words. "I didn't want you to worry. The truth is, I've been struggling with some health issues lately. I didn't want to burden you with my problems."
His words tugged at her heartstrings, and Mel's anger began to subside. "You should have told me. We're supposed to be open with each other, right?"
Greg replied with reassurance, his words oozing with sincerity. "You're right. I should have been honest. I'm sorry."
The exchange left Mel feeling conflicted. Greg's apparent vulnerability pulled at her heart, but her intuition couldn't ignore the nagging feeling that something was amiss. His reluctance to meet in person and the way he evaded certain questions left her questioning the authenticity of their connection.
One day, unable to bear the uncertainty any longer, Mel decided to investigate. She delved deeper into Greg's profile, searching for clues that might explain his enigmatic behavior. And there, amidst a sea of emotionless photos, she discovered a startling revelation.
Buried within the comments section of one of Greg's older posts was a mention of a private clinic. Curiosity piqued, Mel dug further, unearthing a chilling truth. Greg was a psychopathic patient of the clinic, and his seemingly harmless interest in studying people's emotions masked a darker motive.
Stunned and heartbroken, Mel realized that she had unknowingly become part of Greg's twisted social experiment. His fascination with her emotions was not born out of affection, but rather, the thrill of manipulating others to satisfy his unsettling curiosity.
Her mind swirled with confusion, emotions in turmoil. She recalled their conversations, the moments they shared, and wondered how much of it was genuine. Was anything real, or was it all part of a meticulously orchestrated scheme?