Invisible presence

She walks through a bend, he follows. She steps onto her Porsche, he follows. She climbs the steep of stairs, wondering if he is there now. Her heart beats fast. She is unsure how to feel, scared or confident? A presence holds her tightly, drawing her into his arms, tightly. She feels his embrace. It should be warm, but her inner thoughts spur gear and she screams with anxiety.....

"Let me go"! He ignores her screams and holds onto her, firmly! At this point, she gives up!