A day had already passed since Xander left and she was already starting to miss him badly. It strangely felt like a part of her had left along with him and she was extremely bored. Most times when she calls, his line is oddly unreachable until he calls himself which always took forever.
She had gone to work as usual and then, branched at the school to teach the little ones before heading back home once it's four, a curfew Xander had strictly made for her ever since he left.
Not only that, each time the taxi she took came across a crossroad, her gaze would land in that certain direction which led to hunter street and a quick dread always settled in her system.