A WISH THAT CAN NEVER COME THROUGH.
Axia burst through the mansion's front doors, her heels clicking on the marble floor as she rushed out into the warm sunlight.
The sound of her footsteps echoed through the stillness of the afternoon air, a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing inside her.
She hastened across the driveway, her designer handbag swinging from her shoulder, and reached her sleek, black sports car, which was parked in its designated spot, gleaming in the sunlight.
With a swift, practiced motion, she hopped into the driver's seat, settling into the soft, leather seat.
The familiar scent of the car's interior enveloped her, but Axia's mind was too preoccupied to appreciate the comforting aroma.
She jammed the key into the ignition, turned it, and the engine
