Two days later and the feeling hadn't gone away. It was still there, surfacing at odd moments in the hallway, or near the elevators, or in the middle of a conversation with a colleague that she'd had to pull herself back from because her attention had snagged on someone glancing her way from across the room.
She hadn't said anything to anyone at work. Rowan had noticed her looking over her shoulder once and asked if she was alright and she'd said yes and he let it go after a few short minutes of scrutinising her body language. She wasn't sure what she would even say. "I think people are watching me." It sounded strange even inside her own head.
