Emma
A wave of uneasiness sweeps over me. I don't think I can do this. I still remembered what happened a few weeks ago, how I was attacked while returning from work in the night.
Memories of what happened send chills down my spine. The dreadful feeling of being helpless and in danger is not something I'd like to experience again.
I quickly dial his number and he answered immediately.
“Hi, Luke,” I say in a cool voice. Trying to keeping the edginess away.
“Emma, did you get my text?”
“Yes. I did.” I can feel my heart pounding in my chest.
“So you're coming? I can't wait to see you,” he says.
“Uhm..it's the Groove Yard?” I ask in a shaky voice. I need to be sure.
“Yes,” he responds.
“Can't we meet somewhere else?” I rub my neck like it would make me calm. “I've heard things about
