Chapter 9 Missed Me?

• Zinnia
• The following day, I dragged myself to work. After dallying in bed the entire day, too lazy to carry along with my daily activities due to thoughts of my stalker residing freely in my head. By evening, I decided I couldn’t keep dragging along. I quickly showered and wore an outfit appropriate for my mood.
• At work, I barely smiled, barely returned the flirty remarks from clients. I didn’t care that my mood might affect how much they tipped. And my mood only worsen whenever I looked in the corner of the room and my stalker was nowhere to be found.