Lia

After spending the day together, I thought everything was going to be okay. Deciding I needed a break, I headed outside and went on the porch. I froze mid-step on the porch, the hairs on the back of my neck standing up like they’d been yanked. My skin prickled.

Something was going on. I looked around, unable to believe what was happening. There was something out there. Something is the keyword here.

Someone was watching. I couldn’t believe it.

Why was someone watching?

I narrowed ...