(Isabella POV)
What was that?
My eye roamed around the front porch. I was still feeling uncomfortable as if I was being watched. The feeling was not a bit comfortable.
I shivered, wrapping my arms around my body and looking around. Maybe it was not a good idea to wait for Mr. Archer outside.
He had called me an hour ago to say that he will reach here in half an hour. It has been more than the said time so I just decided to wait outside. But ever since I stepped out I felt something wrong.
The air somehow felt dense for me. I felt like getting had to breathe. I don't know why but a sense of danger filled inside me but there was nothing visible of possible danger.
The road was crowded and so was the street. It was a normal busy weekday but yet it somehow felt uncomfortable.
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