: The Fir

poor neighborhood taught her to be aware of her s

something fe

t night only to disappear when she turned around. Then came the unsettling moments at the café. The same blac

agining things. Paranoia. S

e the café that night, she realiz

ed beside her, hands stuffed into his jacket pockets as he talked about his la

was watc

as parked across the street, headlights off, windows tinted. It wasn

eps fa

icing the way she stared

I just... I thought someone

What? Why didn'

Because she didn't want to

overthinking," she mutter

you feel like something's wrong, it

she assu

wn, she was

have been m

an was alrea