I had no idea where they’d disappeared to after I’d shut X down, but instead of feeling relief they had done as I’d said, all I felt was disappointment. And a low dose of fear. I’d gotten used to at least one of them being with me at all times, even if they were just watching my apartment from the street. Without that, I suddenly felt very alone and very vulnerable. I hated that they were right. Hated that having them watch over me had made me feel safe. Hated I’d realized it too late.
