~Noelle~
I had a lot to think and during breakfast, and while I was cleaning the house with um…. Damn, Dante is right . I need to start remembering their names. My gut feeling was stronger as the day went by, and I tried not to worry about it. I got the urge someone had me in their mind. And whether that was a good thing or not, I couldn't tell. A sigh eludes me, and I stand straight. Letting my spine straightened back.
The crackling sound wasn't fun. Lucy was busy with Milo so I didn't have the chance to ask him.
The door behind me makes a squeak, I tipped my head back. My eyes met with my husband. Well one of them. Shepherd's tail swished back and forth, like an excited puppy.
But his eyes didn't hold the same excitement. He looked worried.
Does he feel too? The impending doom. The scare that something awaits us. Does he feel the fear that I feel?
I hope he does. It would save me from being the only person going mad.
