Six months and counting

“Selena.” I hear a deep throat masculine voice calling out softly yet strongly for me.

I open my eyes and squint against the glare.

“Love, did you sleep out here?” Hunter is asking me. I look around and notice I'm still on the lounge chair.

“How long have you been here?” I ask, checking the clock on my cellphone.

“I think fifteen minutes. You can't sleep here. It’s very uncomfortable. It’s going to hurt your back.”

I stand up and stretch my arms to relax my spine. “I think now I'm ready for the ride.”

He laughs and watches me like I'm a naughty child who has been too quiet for far too long.

The city with tall castles and stone buildings is the city's grace. I feel like I am in a movie about princesses from the Roman era, just missing the white dress. Everywhere I look, it is a feeling of living in a one-sided world, as the pale stone buildings are very different from my city, where the expensive architecture has to be designed with mirrored glass as it is in modernity.

“It's all so b