Alex stared at the people in the courtyard. The last few days were so exhausting for him. To be exact, he exhausted himself to get rid of the thoughts, the things that terrified him. He didn't want to remember anything. The death, the murder, or anything. But the flashback kept appearing in front of his eyes. He hated it the most. The feeling was so brutal.
Even standing underneath the open sky, he felt like he was stuck in a cage and it was suffocating him every second. The cage was so dark. He was afraid that if anyone took any step closer to him, they would be stuck in the darkness too. He was pushing Abigail away like he used to. He was escaping, he was running away from the people again.
While his head was getting jammed with these thoughts, he felt a hand slowly landing on his shou
