>>Elayne
The amount of people glancing at me made the alarm in my head act up.
I had only come down from my room to get some breakfast but felt something ominous.
As I walked around the place, I felt like every single person was trying to look at me.
It made me wear my cape and hide myself more.
There was something wrong. I knew it. I felt it!!
I was at the counter and the waitress stood in front of me, her eyes fixed on me while I tried to avoid her gaze and kept looking down.
“How long?” I asked her about my order. I just ordered some soup and bread I could take to my room but the wait has been very difficult. Constant prying and for some reason, a whole lot of weight.
“You’re not from here, are you?” She asked and I shook my head, “Any business here then?”
I replied softly, “Just some personal stuff.” I glanced up at her, “The food?”
“Oh! It’s getting ready.” I looked down again and glanced around at the people in the inn lounge through the corners of my eyes.
