Chapter 47 Gardener

• Tessa’s POV
• I got the feeling someone was watching me, but figured it had to have been my imagination. I continued to write out my thoughts in my journal as I often did in the evenings. The sun was setting in the distance. There was just enough sunlight left to light up my journal and make it easy for me to see what I was writing.
• But soon enough it would be gone, and I would only be left with the rays of the moon.