M I L O
I groan as soon as my phone kept ringing over the dresser next to my bed. I don’t know what time it was but I guess it was already three in the morning. I reached for my phone half asleep and half awake when the call ended.
I rub my eyes then I take a good look who just called me and as soon as I notice that it came from Lindy, I hurriedly called her back. “Hello?”
Lindy sobs softly on the other line. “Lindy baby what’s wrong?”
“Milo…” her voice soft, almost like a whisper, and sounded scared. I can feel her cupping the phone with her hand as it sounded a little breathy.
“What’s going on?” I ask again as I pulled myself up from the mattress.
“Someone is watching me from outside the house.”
My brows, “What?” I feel a little bit nervous that I pulled the duvet off me. “Wha
