EMILIA POV
As I entered my house, I couldn't shake off the feeling of Elijah's presence. I felt like he was still with me, like his eyes were still locked onto mine.
I closed the door behind me and leaned against it, trying to process the emotions swirling inside me. I had never felt this way about anyone before. It was like Elijah had awakened something deep within me, something I couldn't ignore.
I walked over to the window and looked out, trying to clear my head. But all I could think about was Elijah. His smile, his laugh, his eyes.
I turned away from the window and began to pace back and forth across the room. What was happening to me? And why did I feel so drawn to him?
As I paced, my mind kept wandering back to our conversations, to the way he made me feel. I felt seen and heard in a way I never had before.
Eventually, I stopped pacing and sat down on the couch, trying to calm my racing thoughts. But my mind wouldn't quiet. All I could think about was Elijah, and the connection we shared.
Just as I was starting to relax, my phone buzzed. It was Elijah, the same person that i kept thinking of over and ober again. "Hey, we need to talk, can we meet, around 2pm" he wrote.
My heart skipped a beat as I read his message. What did he want? And what did he want to talk about?