It was nighttime, and everything was covered in darkness. Each drop of rain falling makes people's hearts heavier. On the busiest street of the city, hordes of people walked out of expensive bars, ending their nightlife.
The scene on this street is bustling; the alley opposite is completely opposite. There is no moon tonight; this small alley is like a door to a dark world.
A girl is sitting on the street. The girl's back is against the wall, and her head is slightly tilted back. The girl pressed her hand firmly to the wound but couldn't get it to stop bleeding. The girl's face turned white from losing too much blood. The hat she was wearing on her head was blown away by the wind, and Gemma hastily picked it up.
Gemma did not expect that one day she would fall into the same situation as
