Hanna's POV I couldn't contain my puzzled look at that man. There he was, the same as the night before. The clean beard, the blue eyes and the sculptural body that attracted me like a bee looking for a flower. My breathing quickened. Who was he? And why were you following me? This was no coincidence. It couldn't be. He was there, in front of me, looking at me with such longing. But the eyes were still sad. Was he suffering? I was pretty sure he wasn't a hallucination, or a ghost, for I could hear the chime of the bells as the shop door closed. What was happening to me? Who was that man? And why did you mess with me so much? After work I went home, looking around, trying to see if anyone was following me. How could I be attracted to a man I didn't know. What if he was a criminal? I was losing my mind. I walked, because my apartment was a few blocks away from the store, but on the way I felt like someone was behind me. I
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