An Overview
'Carlos?', Alice's eyes widened at seeing the man seeing in front of her.
'Hey, Alice', the man chuckled lightly, a hint of a smile gracing his face.
'Is that really you?', Alice had to ask that. Whether she was asking him or herself, she did not know.
All she knew that she won't be able to bear it if it's just another trick her mind was playing on her. Another cruel, sadistic hallucination her mind conjured up to torture her. To guilt trip her for not saving Carols.
For not fighting for him. For not being there for him.
She wished that she could've saved him. He was the first man who made her feel things...after so long too.
'If he's really here...If he is not just a figment of my fucked-up imagination, then I'd never let him go', she promised herself silently, while she stared at the dark, handsome man before her.