Seventy Six

“Are you passing the night here?” I knew how it sounded asking him that question especially when it was the umpteenth time I was asking him that. I felt guilty asking him, it was as though I was chasing him out of my room. But that was not my intention, I wanted to go find out that person who was sending me messages.

“Are you chasing me out of your room?” He opened one eye, meeting my gaze.

“No, that is not it.” I sighed.

“Come let’s sleep. It’s late and you have school tomorrow.” He invited, opening his arm for me to come into his embrace.

I sighed, and without any hesitation, went into his embrace. My mind was filled with those texts and the faceless sender. Who was behind those messages? And they had given me a scheduled time, and I did not want to keep them waiting. They might do what they had threatened to do.

“Do I have to go to school?” I released another deep, melancholic sigh.

“Yes, you have to. No matter what they throw at you Katherina, never let them see how much it aff