Anna went back inside her room, shook from her realization. Her knees trembled as she entered her room. Luckily, she was able to reach her bed by the time her knees gave up. Lying down on her bed, she stared at the ceiling in disbelief. Was it truly the peeping tom she had spoken to? Chills ran down her spine as she recalled her moans of delight while the bloodshot eyes stared at her, unblinking and unmoving.
She closed her eyes and tried to calm down. She might be jumping the gun with her suspicions. Anna was torn with him, but it would be unfair to point fingers at someone you just knew. After gaining back the strength in her knees, she stood up and drank some water and took deep breaths. She was finally able to calm herself down just as the sun was setting in the horizon. Anna laid back on her bed and waited for dinner to be delivered at her cottage.
