When The Moon Watches ✔️

The admission letter shimmered on the laptop screen, a beacon of a future meticulously planned. Delilah Arden, tears of joy streaming down her face, let out a sob of pure relief. "I got in!" she shrieked into the phone, her best friend Kate's answering scream echoing her elation.

Hawthorne Ridge College of Medicine. The dream, finally within reach. A week later, standing outside her apartment building, suitcase and boxes piled high, Delilah waved goodbye to Kate, a lump forming in her throat. The taxi pulled away, carrying her towards a new life, nestled deep within a whispering forest.

The dorms were rustic, cozy, built with warm wood and large windows that offered views of the surrounding trees. Pansy and Brianna, her new roommates, seemed nice enough. But as night fell, and the moon cast its pale glow over the distant woods, a shiver traced its way down Delilah's spine. Stripping down, she caught her reflection in the dim light, her eyes falling to her stomach, a momentary self-consciousness. Then, a chilling sensation—the distinct feeling of eyes on her. Her head snapped to the window, but nothing was there. Just paranoia, she told herself, drawing the curtains. As she drifted to sleep, a feather-light caress brushed her cheekbone, a phantom touch that would haunt her dreams.