I shook my head and flashed Landon a grateful smile.
At that moment, a sharp, tingling sensation crept up my spine—the unmistakable feeling of being watched.
In a hurry, I pushed Landon aside and moved to an open space, scanning my surroundings.
But alas, the bustling street was just as it always was.
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
I wondered if I was just being paranoid, but the tingling in my gut felt all too real.
A woman's intuition never lies.
Thinking about this, my expression grew more troubled.
Landon assumed I was upset over what Marcus had done earlier. He frowned, stepped forward, and gently grabbed my arm, whispering, "Let's get out of here."
"Alright," I replied.
Surprisingly, I obediently followed Landon's lead to leave.
As we passed by Marcus.
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