someone
As the days passed, the two of them explored the town nearby, took long walks along the beach, and even went out on a small boat tour to see some of the local sights. It was the kind of carefree, unhurried weekend that Lena had almost forgotten existed.
But on the third night, as they sat by the fire pit outside, roasting marshmallows and watching the flames dance in the darkness, Lena’s mind wandered again.
The night was still, the sound of the ocean so much louder now that it was the only noise in the quiet world around them. Lena glanced out at the horizon, the night cloaking the sea in shadow.
And then, a chill ran down her spine. For just a moment, she thought she saw a figure standing in the distance. A dark shape, barely visible against the black water, watching her.
Lena
Her breath hitched, and she turned quickly to Mia. “Did you see that?”
Mia
Mia followed her gaze, frowning. “See what?”
Lena
Lena shook her head, trying to laugh it off. “Probably nothing. Just the wind… or my imagination.”
Lena lay on the soft bed, the moonlight filtering through the curtains and casting faint shadows across the room. The house was quiet, the only sound being the occasional rustling of the leaves outside, disturbed by the soft sea breeze. It was peaceful, comforting, a world away from the chaos that had once claimed her life.
But tonight, as she flipped through the pages of her dark romance novel, that quiet was anything but soothing.
She had been reading for hours, drawn into the story of a young woman, trapped in a dangerous world with a ruthless mafia boss who claimed her as his own. It wasn’t exactly her first time diving into a book like this—she loved the tension, the intensity of the dark romance genre. But tonight, for some reason, the words on the page hit differently.
A man who was cold, calculating, and relentless. A man who might kill anyone who crossed him, anyone who threatened his plans. And suddenly, Lena felt that tension in her chest—a tightness, like the walls were closing in around her.
Lena
She glanced at the window, her heart thudding a little faster. The night was quiet—too quiet, as if the world itself had fallen into a deep sleep. Was someone out there?
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