And you're always there to lend a hand
In everything I do,
That's the wonder,
The wonder of you.
And when you smile the world is brighter,
You touch my hand and I'm a king.
Your kiss to me is worth a fortune,
Your love for me is everything.
The sound of Elvis drifted through the small apartment as it was eerily silent, save for the King of Pop. The bedroom was vacant of anyone's presence and so was the kitchen. It almost seemed like the song was being sung to the apartment and it's furniture. But that would have been absurd. No, Eleanora lay curled on the couch, her slender form drowned by Apollyon's leather jacket that she wore with the sound of Elvis drifting around her.
It was New Year's Eve, and the countdown would be beginning in 9 hours.
They say that you should always star
