HAYLEY’S P.O.V

I woke up with the knowledge that someone was in my room.

I didn’t know who it was but there was a feeling at the back of my neck that alerted me to the fact that I was being watched. I couldn’t brush it off no matter how hard I tried so I reached out for the nightlight and turned it on casting the room in a warm orange glow. I found the person staring at me seated right opposite my bed.

I glanced over at the clock beside me. It read one thirty ...