(ZIGGY'S POV)
The cab stops in front of her house. He goes out, but she looks back at me, wondering why I'm not following her.
"Aren't you coming inside?" She finally calls out after she notices me not moving. It is actually what I'm hoping for. That she would let me stay with her a little longer at least, actually, I want to stay beside her always, to guard her to make sure she will not think something inappropriate again. Inappropriate by means of thinking to take her life.
I can see that she's trying to make a pun out of it. But I'm scared that she might just do that so it won't appear to be too obvious for me. So I can't take chances. I need to look over her as much as I can. I need to make sure she will be fine.
She smiles in denial, trying to shrug off the tormenting emotion inside her, making me more anxious.
