(Danielle)
I stared at the bathroom, and then back at the note. Being with me would hurt him. Protecting me might endanger him.
What was I supposed to do now? Should I just turn back and run?
My legs felt like jelly as I stood there, staring at the bathroom door like it might explode any second now.
A part of me, a huge part of me, wanted to turn around and run. Pretend I never showed him the note. Pretend that Aaron and I were still enemies.
I shouldn’t have made it his problem. This was mine, and I should have kept it to myself.
Now the stalker knew. He knew Aaron was always around to protect me, and that made him angry. The stalker would do anything to hurt him. To prove a point. To break me.
My hand trembled against my side. I could feel the ghost of the note still in my palm, l
