Walking through the front door was the hardest thing I have ever done. The TV was on, so Mark must be in the living room. If I could walk through the entry and get to my bedroom I would be alright. It would mean that I was paranoid and it wasn't him in the lot. Mark's attempt to spend a day with me was not a success since I met David in town and I kind of ran away with him but I couldn't help but feel like someone was watching us the whole time.
I unlocked the door and walked through the entry.
"Hi, Mr Mark," I said as I stepped through.
He didn't reply. I made it to the hall. I might just make it to my bedroom.
"Darling. Can you please come in here?' His voice was deep and commanding. It made me cringe but I did as ordered, I entered the living room.
"Yes, sure?". I answered not know
