Megan's POV

This was quite similar to the feeling you get when you know someone is watching you but you can't really see them. Because I was aware of exactly where he was and how much time it would take me to get there, I was able to feel his presence even before I had the chance to see him. I might compare it to the tension in a rubber band or the attraction of magnets in the way that I felt compelled and drawn to go closer.

As I down the stairs, my feet picked up speed, which resulted in me tripping over my dress and having to grip...