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Made me feel.
It was all beginning to leave a lasting impression. It felt real. He felt real. His ability to still read me like a book was there. Breathing new life into me. Simply reminding me of the love we once shared.
Or at least I thought it was love.
It had been for me.
I wasn’t playing games. I loved him. I thought I was over him. Now I was beginning to wonder how I’d ever live without him again. Being stuck together wasn’t helping my resolve by any means. Every time I walked into his bedroom, the framed photo on his nightstand haunted me.
Why that picture? Of all the ones we took together?”
He hadn’t disclosed the reason, no matter how many times I asked him why that photo of us.
The thought alone made me roll my eyes. I had all the time in the world to think. That was the problem. It didn’t matter how I tried distracting myself with some of my favorite books, Adrian was always there.
Lurking.
At that point, the never-ending questions were simply piling on top of one another.
Despite not wanting to sleep in his bed, I did. Even though he had guards at the door twenty-four, seven, I was terrified to sleep alone. Especially after what occurred in his office.
I kept reliving the fear I felt, waking up from nightmares. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. I didn’t know how I was supposed to feel. I guess up until the glass shattered all around us in his office, it didn’t feel as dangerous as it did now.
My stalker was nowhere to be found and my life was truly in danger. It was a living, breathing nightmare. One that didn’t seem like I’d be waking up anytime soon.
I was hanging on by a thread, my nerves on edge, just waiting for the other shoe to drop. It was obvious his threats were coming in faster and more violent.
What was next?
I longed to walk outside, stepping into the warm sun. Without having to worry about getting killed or taken.
I missed my old life.
Belle.
My apartment.
There was no peace in my world and it wreaked havoc all around me. As much as I wanted to go back to my old life, I couldn’t help but contemplate him not being part of it.
It was one never-ending thought mixed into the following. I couldn’t keep up with them anymore.
Through my anxiety, I found myself walking into Adrian’s office, asking, “You’re expecting company?”
With his stare still glued to the paperwork in front of him, he replied, “We’re having company.”
“We’re?”
“That’s what I said.”
“Care to elaborate?”
The doorbell rang.
“I don’t have to. Go answer the door and you’ll find out.”
“You’re going to let me answer the door?” I questioned, surprised. You won’t even let me go get the mail.”
“I know who’s here and they’re no threat to you.”
