ANNABELLE'S POV

I walked home at a leisurely pace. It would be a long time before I got a chance to be alone again, and I already knew that I was going to get hell for pulling this stunt as it was, so I might as well enjoy it.

I couldn't stop thinking about the man from my nightmares and how he now seemed to be invading my waking life as well. I had been having dreams of his voice for as long as I could remember but it had only been once I moved here that a face came with the voice.

I wished that I could believe myself...