KATE’s P.O.V.
“Hey, Kate,” he stated.
“Elij...” I came closer towards him.
“You’re here. It’s good to see you again,” he flashed another fake smile but this time, I didn’t buy it.
“You’re staring at me. I saw you earlier. Are you stalking me?”
His goofy fake smile is now gone. I wonder why. Maybe because he finally realized that I know what he’s doing.
“Your eyes were probably just tricking you,” he blankly stated.
“No, Elijah. I saw you. And then I followed you... Now we are here.”
“Go home, Kate. I’ll see you in your wedding.”
He turned around, then he started to walk away. My breathing got heavy, as I realized that he probably thinks that I don’t remember what happened that night. But I do. It was a crystal clear memory inside of my mind. When I saw his face, only then that I realized that he have a wound at the corner of his lips.
“What happened to you? Did someone punched you in the face?” I asked, worried.
“Nope. It’s nothing, really.”