the beast eternal obsession
The door was cracked open.
I knew for a fact I had locked it this morning. I remembered the metallic click sound perfectly. I looked down, and my brass keys were still gripped tightly in my palm.
My heart started hammering wildly against my ribs.
A break in.
A stalker. Or something infinitely worse.
I pushed the heavy door open slowly, barely allowing myself to breathe. My brain was already calculating the distance to the stairwell, trying to see if I could sprint back down before whoever was inside noticed me.Then, I heard a loud crunching noise.Noah was lounging stretched out across my couch, his muddy feet kicked up on the cushions, digging casually into the cherry pie I had specifically saved for tomorrow morning.
He didn’t look even a fraction of
