I did not stop walking. I had slight confidence that he would recognize me from behind but that was almost vanity. He probably saw my face hence, calling my name but I chose to find better explanations and think otherwise.
I pushed my candlelight of hope forward and continued moving. I would have loved to cover more distance but my shaking legs gave me away. I struggled to get them to work and even without looking, I could sense he was making his way towards me.
My eyes automatically hit an off button once a huge hand gently gripped my shoulder from behind me. He successfully turned me around on my heels to face him without as much of an effort.
I stared, lost in his gaze that burned through my skin. I caught the uncertainty in his eyes when he deprived them of the sunglasses he secured
