Amalia Anderson
A loud knock on my door scared me to death. I was woken with a jolt, confused, and with my heart threatening to pound out of my chest.
Someone was knocking on my door, but no one knew I was there... Maybe a drunkard is confused?
The banging sound happened again, and I took a deep breath. "Amalia, open up..." I looked at the nightstand, and the alarm clock read 5:30 a.m. I barely slept two hours. This is not happening, and... How did he find me here?
I slowly made my way to the door and opened it. His eyes locked with mine, but I kept the door close to my chest. He sighed, and then, slowly, he pushed the door open, bypassing me.
"What are you doing?" he sighed, and I bit my lower lip.
"It was clear you wanted to be alone," I said, and he took a deep breath. His e
