"I'LL PICK you up tomorrow." His voice directly behind me, radiates through me.

I swallowed and blinked emphatically. I couldn't even answer. I was not even able to open the door and remained tight on the doorknob.

"You don't have to, I'll just take a taxi." Eventually I got to say.

I turn the door handle to open, but he extend his hand to pushed the door close.

"I insist, I'll pick you up as Alessandra said." His breath producing a soft sound on my ears.

He's so close behind me, I can't even make a move. I gripped the door handle much tighter.

At any time, I feel like...