Her routine had been set for the weekdays and in the end, she would go to a library and read her heart out or finish her assignments. Human confrontations were something that for the very back of remind. The only person she tolerated talking with was her aunt because aunt Tessa knew when to start and when to stop. Perhaps it was because she had grieved enough for her parents as well which is why she understood Adaline very well.

But this time it was interrupted. Aunt Tessa had caught her when she was on her way to the Library and demanded that she do some grocery shopping since today her aunt did not have the time to go and she was still busy with her work-from-home job.

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Adeline completely understood because even though she was a multi-millionaire, her aunt had decided that she would not spend a penny at least in her schooling years where she could easily pay for the child. This was something she wanted to do as her responsibility for being Adeline's guardian.

Initially, her father's best friend had doubted her aunt's intentions regarding her and he had told her time and again to tell him if he ever thought that was abusing her financially and emotionally or physically. She had been warned to not let and Tessa use any of the money until unless completely necessary but there was no such thing happening.

So with the list in her hand, she drove the car around to the grocery store which was a few blocks away. That grocery store had almost all of the products that her aunt needed also there was a hidden motive to go a bit far for shopping, it was proof to the people of the town that she could drive just fine. They rumors had been around for so long.

Parking perfectly she moved into the huge store and grabbed a cart. The list was long and maybe, according to her, her about that done it on purpose. Her aunt wanted to keep her out of a monotonous routine as discreetly as possible which meant sending Adaline on a few errands now and then.

"Milk. . . Milk. . " She mumbled and looked for it. Ticking the items off was truly satisfying as the cart was also filling up. What they truly eating so much or was it her aunt doing this on purpose?

She moved to the next aisle and the hair on the back of her head stood. An eerily and similar feeling was felt, she had felt that you had stood before, and whenever she felt the ending was never good. She continued with her tasks and discreetly moved to the somewhere more public area. Whoever it was trying to keep an eye on her would not dare to touch over kidnap her in a public area where there were a lot of humans, just assuming if it was someone from the supernatural community. One would never know.

Since it was a shopping center and she knew it would be stupid for someone to come around and create a commotion in a place where they were all human presence. But this time she did not want to take any chance. God knew how on that wretched day there was no one on the hybrid to witness what happened.

She turned around as a forgotten something on the previous aisle and glanced around the area behind her. But what she saw made her only see it with more alertness. It was impossible.

There was nothing present in the area.

No one was behind her. She looked around with all discretion gone, vanished into thin air. Someone. . .no one was following her?

But then who was watching her? She did get the feeling that someone was there. She was never wrong about this. Even her body felt so. It was a disturbing feeling she had often felt visited to be something true but there was no one here and it shocked her.

She nervously bit her lip and glanced around once more and then took her cart to continue her shopping. Maybe, it was her being paranoid and it was completely understood.

'They won't come here. It would be too dangerous for them.' she sighed and looked around once more.

She was still wary of someone who could be following her but she knew no one would do it in a public place she had to reach to a car safely but that's what happened after the shopping was over.

'Who could it be?' They won't be coming here, the other side of the country, just to kill her. But they thought that she had killed her son which meant that they could come all the way to kill her.

Why could she not stop thinking about it?

She sighed and stopped walking.

What was she afraid of? Death?

It had already taken most of her family all of her family so she had nothing left to live for and the fear of that was something that had disappeared from her life.

"Let them come." She turned around to glance in the area. "I'm not afraid of death anymore." She declared and moved on with her head held high.

Now, they could come and kill her for all she cared. Death was now a much-awaited friend.

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"Thank you so much, Sugarglum." Her aunt sighed as she came out of the house to help her carry the groceries in. "The clients finally let me go. I'm sorry I couldn't be free earlier."

Adeline shook her head and gave her a quick smile. "It's ok. I can do it too."

She pulled out the jute bags and started loading them with groceries quickly. She was tired from the trip as she did not do errands daily.

Once again the hair on the back of her neck rose and her movements slowed down. It was back.

Someone was watching her but this time she was not sure if there was someone actually behind her on not. One thing she did not want to alarm her aunt did not know anything about the matter. She glanced at her aunt who was busy loading the groceries in the bag.

Maybe she should just ignore it and that was what she did.

She went inside and emptied the jute bag on the shelf. Then she went out again as her aunt came inside to do the same. She opened the trunk and started loading the stuff again ignoring the feeling that she felt once again as soon as she stepped outside.

She gave out a shaky sigh and closed her eyes as she chanted. It's no one there.

It was only fair for her to think so now that someone was watching her since whenever she went outside the house she would always have the hair at the back of a neck stand up.

But that wasn't all.

The wind blew and her ears caught the whisper in the air.". . Adeline. . ."

Her movements halted and she huffed heavily, not believing her ears she tried to calm herself down by breathing in and out a few. It was not true.

". . Love. . . "

The bag fell from my hands and a smash of a bottle was heard. She had it again, it was there she had it now confirmed!

Someone was here.

She abruptly turned around not giving the person time to hide but did not, once again, she did not see anyone standing. How was that possible!

She took a few steps forward and stepped outside the driveway and into the pavement. How was it that no one was here when she had heard someone taking her name. . .

A specific someone it was. She knew that.

What is happening? She ran her hands through her hair roughly as she wonders what happened. Now she questioned had she even heard anything or was it just her mind playing games with her since she had been thinking about it all day long.

She bent down, crouching, and held her head. What was happening?! Why was she hearing his voice?

What was happening? She gripped her hair harder.

"Adeline?" Her aunt came in and stared at the mess and then at her. Concern flashed in her eyes.

She immediately realized that she had broken a bottle of mustard. "I-I'm sorry. I'll clean it up." She immediately stepped to it but her aunt held out her palm to her.

"No need kid," she shook her head with a soft smile on her face just like the sunrise used to have. "I don't want you to worry and you don't look fine to me so why don't you the rest upstairs and I'll clean them up and you could bring the rest of the junk inside later?"

She nodded. It was fair and she did not in any way want to be excluded.

Giving out to worried glance once again, she moved inside when she didn't see anyone again.