Astrid's heart feels lighter like an anchor has been reeled in or severed completely. She feels like she's in a boat, floating on a calm stream, moving toward the rainbow. She closes her eyes and inhales deeply as a smile stretches her face.
Her mind is blank of everything, and for the first time in a long time, she feels…okay. She feels alright with the world and she misses this feeling.
The breeze rushes past her face gently like a lover's caress on her cheeks. She rests her head on Zane’s back and enjoys the revving of the bike as he weaves and manoeuvres through the various streets.
She hugs him tighter, the feeling of security rising in her. There is something so peaceful about the ride, or is it the night? Or is it the feeling of being on her old bike? She asks herself numerous qu
