'Remember who you are.' Nevaeh frowned as those words reverberated inside her head. Who was that woman? And what did she mean by those words? Who was watching her? She craned her neck as she cautiously looked around.
Was someone tailing her? Her heart slowly began to race at that thought. She felt a sudden unsettling feeling in the pit of her stomach. Fear was creeping into her again. She was slowly getting used to this feeling.
She looked at her wrist. It was a small cut, but the pain was five times its size, like whatever had cut her had deeply pierced a vein or a nerve. She could not tell when or how she had been cut, but she had a feeling it was that strange lady. But why would she cut her? She didn't feel her skin being pierced at the time. She winced in pain as she wiped the surface of the wound before returning to the car.
