Murderer

Sara POV

Who's on the doorstep? I made my way to the main door after hearing the constant knocking. I was sweating profusely as I made my way to the entrance. I am holding the only tiny candle that provides light for me. My old traumatic memories resurface as I hear the continuous knock on the door.

Is he at the door?

No, he can not be here. Then who’s on the door at this time? Pouring rain increased my fear. I need to open the door and verify who's outside. I can't be afraid of my past anymore. It's time for me to face my fear. I closed my eyes to muster all the strength in my body to face my fear, then opened the door.

"Welcome back, doll." Hearing his voice made my entire body tremble. When I saw him standing there, I tried to shut the door right away, but he pushed it so hard that I fell to the ground as a result of his abrupt tug on the door.

"Wh...what are you doing here?" My ankle twisted from the unexpected fall as I attempted to stand up from the floor.

"Doll, I have be