A spark he can't hide
Long vehicle drives had never appealed to Emilia because they left her alone with her thoughts, not because they were uncomfortable. And recently, ideas had turned into a deadly thing. Like restless birds, they invaded her memory, dragging her back to incomprehensible and unimportant events. Time spent with Adrian. At the border of the vineyard that covered his estate's eastern side, the automobile came to a soft stop. Every leaf was gilded in gold as the evening light dipped down behind the hills. With caution, Emilia went outside and felt the light wind caress her face. She wished she had no emotions and could move around this world like a ghost, unaffected by beauty.However, the vast space was serene and kind—everything she hadn't experienced in months. A
