Gemotions

The rain lashed against the windows, mirroring the storm brewing inside her. “ShadowWalker” had become a constant presence in her life. Now, they were neighbours. She’d discovered it by accident, seeing his profile picture in her building’s online directory.

A loud knock startled her. She flinched, instinctively backing away from the door. She held her breath, listening. The knocking came again, insistent. Her palms were sweating.

Her eyes darted around the apartment, searching for a weapon, a shield, anything. She finally peeked through the peephole. A delivery man stood there, holding a package. She slowly opened the door, a polite smile plastered on her face, masking the turmoil within.