—Now can you leave me?—
Rachel's POV
I'm sure everyone knows that eerie feeling. The one that tells you there's something fishy in the air but at the same time makes you scared to ponder on it or try to figure out the cause.
Well this strange sensation has stuck with me for over a week now. At first I wondered why or how and brushed it off, however after giving it much thought, I figured out the most possible reason.
One I'm really scared to admit. However the fact I'm not ready to come to terms with the realization doesn't stop me from feeling paranoid. As a result of this, I found myself staring at each man that crosses my view with apprehension.
At first I thought I was being subtle until Debby called out me out on it at the gas station while I gawked at a certain man while the attendant asked for my card. It turned out I was too focused in my scrutiny to hear him, to the point Debby had to give him some dollar bills instead.
