Ava was done with her test at the hospital and would be back for her results in a few days..She headed for her car as the sun began to set. Night would cover soon. She strolled to her car to get inside when she turned quickly behind her.
There was no one behind her. Realizing that it must be her anxiety playing tricks with her, she entered her car and began to drive back home. She was already tired as it is. She felt a car follow her and became suspicious...that was, until the car broke off to another street at an intersection. She could breathe properly again.
She reached her apartment building and ate a light dinner. She ruminated on her foster father's words as she sat down, sipping her drink. She would have to join an order. She didn't want to, but it was either that or a pack-
