At the same time, the doorbell rang telling me Scott's arrival. With a happy smile, I went to open the door. A bright smile wanted a face when I opened the door wide to close it back in fear with a thud.
I stood there placing my back to the door to support my weak frame. My small hands were placed on my wildly beating heart to console my poor heart.
When I opened my door I saw deep sea-colored eyes looking at my soul passing the barrier of my body. And when our eyes met I felt him stripping my soul out of me and It caused me to immediately close the door.
“What is he doing here? What does he want from me now.” I whispered in my small fear and angry voice to myself. Again the doorbell rang making me flinch at my place. But I don't move from my place because I'm too busy calming my wildl
