It was like time had began moving differently, or in fact everything was upside down, or tilting perhaps?
Noah was talking to someone, but his eyes lifted slowly and once he focused them on Candice, she felt like they shot right through her.
It was like everything else lost colour, disappeared.
It slowly dulled and became a monochrome background.
There was only the red of Noah's hair and his unmistakable green eyes.
Candice was a small prey, standing in the middle of a dark, empty road.
The prey of the hunter.
Despite the strong image that emerged in her mind, she still smiled back at Noah; It was smiling despite herself and what her sensible mind was telling her.
Candice knew it was always like that with him. Always.
Half of herself was telling her to run, just like the
