Falling For You

part 11 🌟 [if you're by my side , it's all fine.]

Lia.

I was engrossed in my work,
the soft hum of my computer and the rhythmic tapping of my keyboard filling the room.
I had been fine-tuning some models,
adjusting every detail with precision. The house was quiet, almost too quiet.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, startling me. My heart skipped a beat. I glanced at the clock .
Who could be at the door this late? I hesitated but decided to check it out. As I opened the door, there was no one in sight, just an eerie silence. My eyes fell on a card sticking out of the mailbox. Puzzled, I took it and went back inside.

Sitting at the table, I slowly opened the card. My breath caught in my throat as I read the message written in bold, red ink:
"I came back."

Panic surged through me.
My heart pounded in my chest as I looked around my empty house, feeling an overwhelming sense of dread.
Who could have sent this?
And why now?
I started pacing,
my mind racing with fear and confusion.

After what felt like an eternity, I forced myself to take a deep breath. I went to the door,
locked it, and then checked all the windows to make sure they were secure.
The house was silent again,
but the sense of dread lingered.
I leaned against the door, trying to calm my racing thoughts.
I had to figure out who was behind this threat-and I had to do it soon.
I sighed heavily.
Shaking uncontrollably.
I sat in my sofa trying to calm myself down.
My stomach collapsed in fear.
Who's back?
Why would such words be related to me?

"Matthew. "

I stood up as i stared at the letter afar.
lying beside my laptop like a venomous snake waiting to strike.
My thoughts raced.

Could he be behind this?
Was this some twisted way of getting my attention?

I shook my head, dismissing the thought as quickly as it came.

he wouldn't do something so cruel.
Or would he?
The doubt gnawed at me

Or perhaps it was someone from my past,
someone with a grudge that i had long forgotten.
My ex-friends?
distant relatives?

As the minutes passed by,
My mind became a battleground of theories and fears.
I scrutinized every detail, every interaction, searching for clues .

Oh silly you.
It must me Matthew for sure.
I need to discuss with him this .
I need to know.
But how?

The box.
The box he Gave me .
It contains his number .
He had written it .
I rushed over to the box .
The adrenaline rushing through my veins like venomous snake.

"Yes ! Here it is!"

With my shaking hands i picked up my phone , copied his number , then I dialed him .

I waited for half a minute as he answered.

"Hello?"
Matthew started , his voice deep and cold .
Like an oceanic cold view .
Chills ran down my spine at how his voice got deeper by the time .
More mature.

"It's Lia ." I began, my words coming out in a rush. "We need to talk ."

Not even a second after i finished my words he jumped in .
"Lia!? What's wrong honey?"