CHAPTER 62

Riella's POV.

I settled in the solitude of books, reading the book I had chosen. I was still a bit shook by Harold's confirmation earlier.

Someone had been watching me?

Someone had been following me.

That feeling, that gut feeling like someone watching me had settled in me all those years when I was with Desmond. Everywhere I went, it always felt like he was there watching me.

But that day, when he ceased to exist in my life, I thought the feeling had died. I thought it had withered and died because the one person triggering it had gone.

Well, I was wrong.

I didn't realize that not until I got into my car this morning and the feeling re-awakened in me. And it didn't stop, not until I got to Harold's house.

God, I had been deeply shaken. I thought it was just a feeling and I was being paranoid for nothing but it didn't seem so anymore.

I greedily read the last few sentences of the novel I had chosen. It had been a while with me seated here, reading one of the many novels available.

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