#WritcoStoryPrompt28
Wide, frightened eyes took in the casual gait of the man walking towards her. Cold beads of sweat broke out across her forehead. It couldn't be him, could it?
It was him! That smirk on his thin lips was too cruel to belong to someone else.
But how could it be? She had killed him years ago!...
Nadia was an intrepid girl, one of those teenagers who can do it all and never seem to run out of energy. She excelled at school, was voted most popular for two years in a row and was very much involved in the community.
Every Wednesday, after school, Nadia would dedicate a few hours to help in the kitchen of a community center where some of the...