Iliana’s POV:
The weekend passed by in a blurry haze. I stayed buried in my bed most of the time and only got out for a shower or food.
As for my stalker…there was silence from him. He wasn’t lingering in the shadows. I didn’t feel eyes on me. There were no break-ins.
Everything seemed too quiet...almost like normal.
And that should be reason enough for peace and harmony in my life, but my mind was anything but. Every time I closed my eyes, THE KISS would flash behind my eyelids. The forbidden, searing, and passionate kiss.
And then I’d keep thinking about how perfectly his lips moved against mine, and then my body would get all heated up.
It was a continuous loop, and I was stuck in that.
For once, I was glad that it was finally Monday. I needed every ounce of distraction I could g
