I slid into the driver's seat of my car, cranking up the engine. The tires whirred against the concrete ground and I ignored it as I pulled the car out of the driveway of the local cafe and drove away into the night.
My mind was heavy.
I was thinking about one person—Zora.
Zora had been a plague in my mind for days. Her sharp voice echoed through my mind almost every time I was alone.
As a result of this, I drowned myself with work. Avoiding Zora was not easy and it was begining to weigh on my mind
It had been three days!
Three long days of leaving the house at dawn and returned at nightfall. Now, it had started to affect my sleep.
As I drove through the dark streets, I couldn't help but think back to when Zino had told me that I was going soft.
Was I?
Maybe he'd been right, I
