The secret buried alongside the raging fire.
Leaving her alone at a loss.
The feeling of exhaustion rose alongside losing control. She sighed softly, curling up on the bed.
The setting sun was as red as blood, and the night gently draped itself from the edge of the coast, shrouding everything in a fine veil. In her fatigue, Aldana Candi fell asleep, only to be gently awakened by Philip Shaw.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw his familiar face. Faster than her reasoning, it was her body's conditioned reflex.
She blocked his hand that reached over, a look of mixed fear and disgust appearing on her face. Those intense emotions, impossible to hide when her mental defenses were down, poured out uncontrollably at this moment.
The man became slightly rigid when he caught her gaze. He slowly retracted his hand, stepped back to keep a relatively far distance from her, and said softly, "…I was just calling you for dinner."
