From afar, one could see the red-haired girl stumbling through the winding streets, her petite frame illuminated by the subtle moonlight.
Each shadow that flickered in the dim light seemed to watch her, each whisper from the night thrumming with secrets she was desperate to escape. She needed to find a way to blend in, to lose herself in the throngs of people bustling about their lives, but panic gripped her too tightly.
Just as she turned a corner, her breath hitched in her throat. There, standing with an imposing presence, was someone she dreaded the most.
No no no!
This can't be happening.
His long, dark hair framed his face, but it was his eyes... those piercing, pitch-black eyes glowing with anger that froze her in place.
