Bella's POV
My mind was consumed with worry, a relentless companion that refused to be silenced. Like a haunting melody, thoughts of him echoed through my consciousness, weaving their way into every corner of my being. In the depths of my consciousness, a disquieting notion takes root - a foreboding sense that Evo, our very essence, stands on the precipice of peril. It is in those moments when the boundaries of our capabilities begin to blur, merging and intertwining, that this disquiet finds its voice. Uncertain of its veracity, yet frequently proving to be a mere illusion, the notion at hand rings hollow.
Kaycee said that this alert could not be fake. Evo has a stalker, bringing Evo perilously close to the precipice of death on multiple occasions. Evo isn't providing any information. We shouldn't take my hunch as a joke.
