My nemesis has a name.

Her eyes began to blur as the figure approached them, she hadn't seen him till Jackson talked and that was the last thing she heard about from the stinging screech that went off in her ears, then the world fell to silence, all of this as she sat. Waves of nausea hit Maria, so hard that she could collapse and a cold sweat began to tickle down her face from her forehead. Her body felt limp, rid of all functions, it scared her how a fault in the mind affected every other part, her hands wouldn't move, and neither would her leg. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, her nemesis was finally here. It had a name, Andrew. It had caught up with her even though she ran as fast as she could. The world was indeed small, how else would she explain Andre working with Jackson, and the universe was being unfair to her because it allowed him back into her space, after all the fight? At the sight of him, focusing and refocusing, all she felt was a faint cold fear, it slid down her spine