At the same time, the doorbell rang telling me Scott's arrival. With a happy smile, I went to open the door. A bright smile wanted a face when I opened the door wide to close it back in fear with a thud.
I stood there placing my back to the door to support my weak frame. My small hands were placed on my wildly beating heart to console my poor heart.
When I opened my door I saw deep sea-colored eyes looking at my soul passing the barrier of my body. And when our eyes met I felt him stripping my soul out of me and It caused me to immediately close the door.
“What is he doing here? What does he want from me now.” I whispered in my small fear and angry voice to myself. Again the doorbell rang making me flinch at my place. But I don't move from my place because I'm too busy calming my wildly beating heart. Five minutes passed by me sitting there like that and he didn't ring the bell again.
Did he leave?