Unrequited Love : On Stalking and Being Stalked a Tale of Destructive Passion

She won't stop ringing me - emails, letters, text messages, cards. But it's not merely because I hardly know her that I no longer reply. It is the increasingly demanding tone - and the fact that a romance is gaining momentum without my needing to be involved. Sometimes her complaints seem so plausible that I wonder if I am not the one to blame. At others, it is the pure flame of her hatred that mesmerises me, and it is then that I begin to feel truly afraid.