The air was damp, fog had fallen like a heavy curtain as far as the eye could see, and as Red left with Cyrus, I felt a sinking feeling, settling unnervingly in my gut. I didn't know why. I couldn't put a finger on the anxiety I felt, but it was there. Dressed in my favourite work outfit, a blush pink blouse and black pencil skirt, with blush pink heels, I ran a brush through my hair, eyes fixed on my phone. My heart ricocheted off my rib cage when his message came through.
- Hold your head high and remember that you're stronger than you know and more incredible than you'll ever believe. Take care Andy. Dominic
I read the message through a dozen times as I sprinted for the car. I didn't like that final line of text.
Take care Andy. Dominic.
It sounded final. Like we were destined now t
