Alice's POV:
The light was brimming through the helmet, heavy wind blowing through my skin as I grip tightly around Randy’s waist. The sound of the motorcycle engine was loud, disturbing the peaceful tranquility. I turn my head to see the sun rising above the building, shining so brightly, so beautifully.
The memories were engraved inside my mind, how the blood stained his clothes. The smoke that escaped his body covering his structural features. How he licked the cornered of his lips, tasting the cigarette. He elegantly walked towards the streets, pushing his dark hair back revealing his gorgeous orbs, lungs inhaling the warm summer air. It was absolutely -
“Alice!” Randy calls out for me; my mind snaps back into reality. Scanning my surroundings, I realized I was back in my
