Confused

Alpha Sarah's Point Of View

It was late at night, but my eyes were widely opened with worries brooding over my heart. It had been almost a week since the lady sent me the pictures and messages, yet, no call from her.

I sat on the bed with the bedsheets covering my leg and my head rested on my folded laps.

“How did she find out about me? What does she want? What exactly would she gain making me miserable?”

Different thoughts ran through my mind, all perplexed and unanswered.

“Alex wouldn't talk to me either.” I thought aloud.

I got out of bed and walked to the window side, stared out to the skies.

“Can you please make my life a bit easier? This is getting too much for me to bear. I thought I had found peace here, why does it have to be now?”

I turned back to the room and my eyes fell on the clock – it was 4:00am.

“Maybe I should do this.”

A stern look contoured my face.

“This would just be the continuation of who I am......”

I grabbed a back bag from my closet, grabbed a torch, a note,