NERO: Chapter 18

My gaze darts all around the living room and kitchen, but there’s no one here. And nowhere to hide.

But I can feel the energy. It’s different.

He’s here.

My legs are trembling as I turn back toward my bedroom.

He has to be here.

Closing the last few steps to my doorway, I pointedly ignore the bathroom and the fact I left the door open when I went in there to pee.

I didn’t know.

How could I have known?

Tremors race up and down my limbs.

This is what I wanted.

What I asked for.

And now it’s time.