rney.
Five minutes later, her phone rang. It was her husband, Mark, his voice full of worry. “Were you on the train?” he asked urgently.
“Yes,” she replied, confused. “Why?”Mark, almost panicked, shouted, “Return to the station, now! You have to come back!”Claire was bewildered.
Her heart raced as she tried to process his words. “What happened? Why should I return?”He hesitated, then spoke softly.
“You’re safe now, but someone close to you was watching you—someone who had been following you for a while, someone who you’ve seen before.”
Claire’s mind raced as she realized the man who had been staring at her was no stranger. But how had Mark known? How did he feel her presence even when they were miles apart?In that moment, Claire understood that love wasn’t just about being there physically.
It was a connection so deep that it transcended distance and time. Mark had felt her anxiety, even from afar, and knew instinctively that something wasn’t right. With his reassurance, she returned to the station, heart calm now that she knew her loved one was always watching over her, even when she felt alone.
