I sighed as I remembered the odd woman I had run into on my way to the supermarket yesterday. Just one look was enough to know that we had run into each other by coincidence and she had followed me all the way home as well and I had watched through the window and saw her hesitate in front of my apartment. If it was anyone else, I would have instantly called the cops or even told Luke about it, but this woman had been following me since childhood. I had run into her countless times for it to pass as a coincidence. No matter which city I moved to, she was always there. We had never even exchanged words, much less a nod of acknowledgement. I had always been curious about her identity since childhood. The woman who always followed me, even on my way to school. But as I grew up and passed my te
