Maeve’s heart raced as she watched you leave the office. She had memorized your schedule, knowing you would be heading home after a long day of meetings. She waited a few moments before slipping out of the building, keeping a safe distance as she followed you through the bustling city streets.

The evening air was cool, and the city lights cast long shadows on the pavement. Maeve kept her head down, her eyes fixed on your figure ahead. You walked with a purposeful stride, unaware of her presence. She felt a mix of excitement and anxiety, her mind racing with thoughts of what she might discover.

You turned a corner, and Maeve quickened her pace to keep up. She knew your route well, having followed you several times before. As they moved into a quieter residential area, the streets became less crowded, and Maeve had to be more cautious. She ducked behind parked cars and trees, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

But just as she was about to turn and leave, she heard a voice behind her. “Maeve? What are you doing here?”

She spun around, her eyes wide with shock. You stood a few feet away, your expression a mix of confusion and concern. Maeve’s mind raced, searching for an excuse.

“I was just… out for a walk,” she stammered, trying to sound casual. “Needed some fresh air.”