Ivy’s povSleep refused to come.

I tossed and turned for what felt like hours, the image of the balcony still replaying in my mind

I’d checked. There had been no one there. Yet, I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching me.

But then I heard another noise, immediately jumping to my feet.

My pulse slammed into my throat as I watched the window across me slowly open.

“Who’s there?” I slowly stepped back until I hit my dresser. Using the chance, I searched for anything I ...