She whirled around to face him. “What are you doing here?" She tried hard but her voice shook as she asked him this question. He had walked inside, turned the lock and closed the door shut behind him, leaving her with no escape route.She did not like the look in his eyes as he stood there, leaning against the door as watching her like a predator or no, a three course meal.After a few minutes of watching her, he murmured “Why did it have to be you?”“What?" She could not understand what he was saying and she knew that he was not asking the question for her to answer him.“Why did it have to be you and you don't even know it? Well, they said it ‘She wouldn't know until later'” he pushed himself away from the door and began to stalk towards her, his steps slow but sure.“What are you doing?" She would move back but then, there was no space behind her. The washing sink and mirror was behind her. Marshall cocked his head to the side as he came to stop in front of her. Just one more step
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