49. Trust me

Elisha’s POV

I was caught off guard when the door opened, and as a result, I immediately covered myself with a thick blanket while profusely sweating from the temples down. I looked around, and there was no indication that Arman was around. Was I imagining things?

Jake said, “Are you alright?”

I nod my head slowly, and frowned to myself. “I’m fine,”

Jake threw open the window and breathed in the fresh air. "It's already 11 a.m., get yourself together, we're going somewhere."

I stood up, and asked in confusion, “I have a question.”

He stare at me, “Yes? What is it?”

“Someone was here?” I asked nervously because I could still feel Arman’s presence when in fact he was not even here.

"Why?" He asked, put the question back to me. I just stare at him, waiting for him to say more words. So he said, "I think nobody was here, Elisha. You was sleeping, and making sounds on your dream."

"So you're telling me it was all in my head and not real?"

He chuckled gently and said, "I think it w