Olena’s eyes began to narrow once more. “You’ve been following me, right?” she questioned. “You should know how many people are at the mall.”
It probably wasn’t the best idea to turn your back on someone you suspected might be missing a few screws, but without Ashley’s (and sadly Peter's) safety to think about this time, Olena was feeling a little more confident about the situation this time around. Afterall, she had a few things in mind if he tried anything.
“Is there a reason you decided to follow me?” She didn’t bother turning around to try and figure out where he was standing as she spoke, she just continued to stuff items into her bag. “Or is it getting lonely out there for the invisible boy, and you just needed someone to harass again?”