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EMILY'S POV

The menacing voice sent shivers down my spine, my pulse beating fast. My grip tightened on the phone, my knuckles turning white.

“Who is this?" I stuttered, trying to keep my voice firm. "Why are you doing this?”

The line went dead.

My body shook as I Lowered the phone, fear gripped me making my breath unsteady, my chest rising and falling. My mind imagines the worst-case scenarios.

“Oh God,” I whispered, covering my wide open mouth with my hands, my eyes glancing at the room erratically.

I quickly rose up from my chair, nearly knocking it over, my legs wobbling and threatening to fall beneath me.

Running to the window, I pulled the curtain shut, my heart beating faster than normal.

“What if he is close by, watching every one of my moves?”

As panic took hold, my vision blurred leaving me lightheaded, leaning on the wall and sliding to the floor.

My phone still in my clenched hands, I dialed Ronald's number with shaky hands.

“ Ronald, it's Emily,”I stuttered. “He called…