"Ri… ley?"
Alice was ready to let go.
No, she let go. She already let go– the blood that was slowly trickling around her neck was proof of that. She knew she didn't deserve it, but if there was an afterlife, then that was perhaps the only place that the two of them could actually be free.
Riley became the meaning of her life– no, Riley was her life. From the very first moment she took him into her embrace, Alice knew that her life was over… and that from then on, it was always going to be Riley.
She was not fooling around when she told her mother that she wanted to have a child– that was something she had been planning a few months after she got out of prison. But there was a problem… she didn't like anyone.
Not romantically– not even sexually.
