Valerie's POV
I must have fallen asleep at some point.
Because the next thing I knew…
I felt it.
That presence again.
What was he doing here?
My eyes snapped open.
And there he was.
Standing by my bed.
Watching me.
My heart jumped violently.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice hoarse from sleep.
He looked like a creep, standing there and watching me in the darkness.
He didn't answer immediately.
Just kept looking at me.
Like he was trying to figure something out.
"You should be with her," I said, pushing myself up slightly.
His expression darkened.
"I didn't go back."
Something in my chest shifted.
Was he giving me an explanation?
But I quickly dismissed that feeling.
"That's not my problem."
He never explained before when he was rolling in the sheets with her, so why start now?
"It is." He said after a moment of silence.
I frowned slightly.
"What does that mean?"
