Boudoir Secrets

Chapter 80

It had become a favourite pastime of mine to just sit and stare into space, not focusing on anything in particular as my thoughts clambered about, vying for attention like a spoilt child. Hours would pass before I would even realise that I was not doing anything in particular. I had even become accustomed to the continued barking of the dogs. Someone was prowling about and there was nothing I could do. The fear gripped me in its clutches and never gave me a moments peace.

While I was gazing off into space, I heard the doorbell, as though through a haze. Blinking, I tried to focus and listened intently. Maybe I had imagined it? The doorbell rang once more and so I stood and went to see who it was.

Not many people visited anymore. In fact, noone had been to see me in a very long time and I hadn't ventured out for fear of the stalker. It was a vicious circle I had gotten myself in.

Paul!

What was he doing here?

Curiosity won over panic, so I pressed the button to talk.

"Yes?"

"I don't know why you are acting the way you are towards me. Didn't we have fun? Why can't we just enjoy ourselves again?"

The loneliness which filled me screamed that I should let him in, whereas the rational part of my brain yelled with equal force to stay away and never let him near me again.

Tears welled from frustration and desire for human contact.

"Why should I trust you?"

I could hear his sharp intake of breath before he answered, "Because I am the only one that hasn't lied to you."