Blare's P.O.V.
I knew something was wrong, I knew that something was happening but I couldn't give a grasp on what it was, it's like being hidden to me but at the same time it wants to be known by me.
I knew something was in the two, that they’re thinking of something I need to know.
When I heard someone call me with a fairly familiar voice I knew that my gut feelings were right, that it's either their following me or watching over me or doing it at the same time.
When I turn around I pretend to be surprised to see her but the truth is that I knew she'll be there, when she gave me the reason for my question I almost believed her if it weren't for how her eyes shook for a second.
When we were walking I couldn't help but read her actions even if it caused me to almost bump into anyone.
As we got home I didn't bother to ask them and just let it go, I still needed to do something to prove that they're doing what I think they're doing.