Ayla POV
All the hairs on the back of my neck and arms prickled. I looked up again, but the office was empty. It was just me. I stood up and looked around, making sure no one was hiding and just playing a trick on me, but I was alone.
“I’m just tired,” I told myself as I sat back down.
The sound of metal scraping against metal made me shoot up from my chair, it sounded loud and so close to me that I knew it was not in my imagination.
“Who’s there?” I asked, hoping it was just Micha messing with me, hazing the new girl.
The room turned cold as my name was whispered again. This time it was in my ear, I felt the hot air from the person's breath. I spun around but no one was behind me.
“Ayla, are you OK?” Eric asked.
I hadn’t even heard the elevator doors opening or his footsteps as he
