14
Jules
I knew we were being followed. At first, I couldn’t see them, but as we got back out of the building after class, I knew it. I could feel it again.
First, that’s a good sign, because it means that my senses are returning, finally. I hate feeling weak. I really hate it. Second, it was the exact same girl who followed me that night at the club.
I was really glad it wasn’t Lance, no matter how silly that sounds. I was really glad it wasn’t him and that it was just this young human woman instead. I still have no idea who she is, or why she’s following me. But for now, she’s no danger to me, or to Sean, so that’s a good thing.
I hated the way it made Sean feel, how uncomfortable it made him, how useless he seemed. But I know that I can’t involve him in this more than he’s already
