Ray
It’s been three days since I left Brian's apartment in a rush after he saw me at my worst moment.. I’m not sure what happened, though he almost looked afraid. But that can’t be right. "why will an handsome billionaire feel scared for trash like me?"
On my walk to work at my shift at the night club tonight, I’m deep in thought, but get this prickling feeling along the back of my neck, like I’m being watched. I look around, not seeing anyone, and chide myself, As i walked to work, i couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. I tried to brush it off as mere paranoia, but the sensation persisted. It was as if someone's gaze was piercing through my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
Every step i took, the feeling intensified. I quickened my pace, but the gaze followed. Ray's hear
