DANZEL POV:
It took me a while to reach back to my penthouse. I didn't bring my phone with me so I had to trust my instincts and find my way back from where I had come. The necklace was in my pocket, reminding me of what had happened. The voice and the feel of the girl's body made my thoughts imagine a certain someone who's been gone for a year. It made me feel like an insane person, the only traces of sanity I had was also gone but the necklace which suddenly felt heavy made me want to believe the tiniest hope that wanted to fill my heart. My mind was now questioning about my mental health.
Was I mad?
Of course, I am mad, picturing and imagining the girl who's already dead.
I am gone insane in loving a girl who is no longer alive?
Danzel Parker has gone mad.
