
She is scared. She is afraid. But she is still standing there.
She is still waiting.
Waiting.
She knows the night is long. And those big eyes stuck to the window glass, glaring at her are going to stay there for the rest of the night. She is standing her ground. She knows she had been stalked. She knows who he is. But she fears if she can survive it.
(This is the very first story of my secret series. I am working on a short story series mostly comprising of antagonists. The series is very dark and gritty, and also very entertaining.
The Stalker is an important character in this story series. He is a villain. So, don't fantasize him.
Well, enjoy the story.)All Rights Reserved1 part