Everything happened so fast, it started with a beautiful smile he couldn't recognize and a pair of an oddly familiar green eyes. But things got dreadful in no time and the last thing he saw before he withdrew his hand and gasped in shock was a sword striking the neck of a woman with blonde hair.
"Sir, is there something wrong?" Lucas asked worriedly when he saw Ryley stagger back.
The blond shook his head and clutched his chest, trying to normalize his breath that seemed to have worked up a little. "No, I... I'm okay... I'm okay..."
Of course he wasn't okay. He couldn't help but worry if the last thing he saw was what actually happened to the girl who got photoshopped out of the photo frame.
Who... Who was she? Why did she have to die that way?
