forsaken

It was already night, and she was resting from work off on her balcony in her apartment on floor 5, the exact middle of the building.
Yet she sat there in silence and didn't feel a tiny bit of tiredness.
Her gaze was crossing over the street until they met someone's, someone's who seemed familiar. Someone who might have followed her all the way to her little apartment. The one from earlier she thought. It must be him, she thought. Heart in her throat, their gazes met, he looks up to her hands in his pockets.

She didn't imagine him. He did was after her after all. Watching her.

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