Chapter 82

That feeling that you get when you feel eyes on you even though you can't see them; that's what this felt like. I could feel his presence before I saw him, knowing exactly where he was and how long it would take me to see him. Like the tension in a rubber band, the attraction of magnets, I felt the need, the pull to get closer.

My steps descending the stairs became faster, making me stumble over my dress, having to catch the railing for support. It did give me a small panic but my steps didn't slow. Hold of up my dress in one hand, the other keeping me steady by holding the railing, I continued to descend the stair case. By the time I reached the bottom, my ankles had been twisted several times and I debated keeping the heels on. In a quick decision, I took a few seconds to slip them off, holding them by the heels on my fingertips. Taking another step forward, the wooden floors cold beneath my bare feet, I was stopped by a hand on my shoulder.