Briella
Staring down at the card for the millionth time, I waited at the side of the road.
I had thought when the flowers arrived that they were from Tommy. A big romantic gesture on his part.
I couldn't have been more wrong.
A chill prickled up my neck, and I glanced behind me, sure I was going to see someone standing there. The street was empty, but still I couldn't seem to shake the feeling of being watched.
Instinctively, I knew it wasn't Tommy, or Raze for that matter. Both of them would have had me back in my motel room before I could even squeak. This was different. Colder and more menacing. It made me shiver under the heat of the midday sun.
Hugging myself tightly, I fought back the urge to rush back into the room and barricade myself inside where I could wait for Tommy to
