[ Shh! Quiet, Mia— if you listen closely, you’d know you’re being followed. The winds quickly pick up their pace, rustling the leaves fallen on the cobblestone ground. Mia tried to take a new path some guy in the park suggested to her. No harm with trying something different, right? Wrong. She stopped, eyes scanning the path for any disturbance, hoping, maybe childishly so, that no one was there. ]









