Mirage of a Phantom
“Shh…Stop asking so many questions,” he said as he took a few steps to close the distance between us.
“Who are you?” I asked again as I tried to keep my voice from shaking.
Instead of replying to me, he took another step forward which forced me to back away from him. His icy blue eyes stared deeply into mine as if he could see my bare soul. However, I couldn’t read him or what he was thinking at all. His eyes were just empty and cold.
I felt something against the back of my legs and glancing back made me realize that he had backed me up against the sofa. It felt like my legs had lost all strength and I naturally flopped down onto the sofa behind me. My heart clenched hard in my chest as he kept on staring at me with a face that looked exactly the same as Anthony’s.
What is going on? Who is he? What is going to happen to me?