The moment Alessia stepped outside, she felt it.
Not a sound. Not a movement.
Just a presence.
Subtle. Invisible.
But unmistakably there.
Watching.
Waiting.
Her steps slowed despite herself as she moved down the path, her pulse beginning to climb with every second. The estate gates loomed just ahead.
Freedom.
Or at least the illusion of it.
Don’t look back.
Don’t hesitate.
Just keep moving.
But instinct pressed harder, quieter more dangerous.
You’re not alone.
Her grip tightened around her bag as she passed through the gates.
The street beyond was still.
Too still.
No passing cars.
No distant voices.
No movement.
Her heartbeat quickened, each thud louder than the last.
Something wasn’t right.
Then
A car door slammed.
Sharp. Sudden. Close.
Too close.
Her breath ca
