Keila Forger's Point of View
Listening to him to go outside and shop is a mistake. I thought that if I do, I can be free from the watchful eyes of his people but expectations are always broken much like promises.
The number of people who accompanied me the next day when I decided to purchase a new phone was more than ten. There are three guards walking with Viola and I, and other men who are watching me from afar. They're standing in front of other stores, keeping their distance but I can easily spot them since they're all noticeable. They should blame their outfits and posture for that.
With them hovering around me, it became so embarrassing to walk in the mall. Eyes are all glued on me when every stride that I take. Some are whispering, probably curious about my identity. Others wal
