chapter 12

1st Person's POV

"You ..." he murmured.

Yes and one is your man.

It's tall and maybe I'm just up to his chin. He was wearing a white t shirt and brown cargo shorts. It was puffy and a sharp pair of eyes focused on me. I could see his eyes from the darkness hit by the moonlight. Her wet hair also shines without knowing if it came from the shower or sweat, as long as she smells so good.

Is that it? My end? Am I late? Am I going to be killed? Who is he? Is he a ghost? is he also one of those looking...