My heart raced in my chest as I realized someone was behind me. I was scared but I told myself to keep it together. I could feel someone's gaze burning into my back, but I refused to look over my shoulder. I just needed to get out of here.
The sound of footsteps behind me quickened, and my breath caught in my throat. I cursed myself for coming out here. I was just so desperate to look for Rachel. I wasn't thinking things through.
I could hear the footsteps getting closer, and despite my best efforts to stay calm, my pace quickened. Then I heard it—a low whistle. A catcall. My skin crawled at the sound, and every instinct screamed at me to run, but I knew that would only make things worse. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn’t heard anything. Maybe if I ignored him, he’d lose inte
