Rowena~~~~~~~
Okay… we’re here now. Let me take a look," Adrian said, his voice calm but unsure.
I checked the bathroom stalls quickly—empty. Good. No eyes. No whispers.
I tried to lift myself onto the stone counter, but he stepped forward and helped me up without saying a word. Now he stood between my legs, and for a second, I felt heat crawl up my neck, but I ignored it.
I took my hand off my neck slowly. “See? It was itching, and even blood came out. Look at my hand…” I held it out. There were faint streaks of blood smeared across the tips of my fingers.
He leaned in closer. His face changed. Like he’d seen something.... or didn’t.
"What... um… s**t," he muttered, his brows furrowing.
"You see it, right? I don’t know what happened or why my neck started itching but..."
“There’s
