Chapter 52

ALICE'S POV

My father died earlier today and I left the only man who was able to reach out to me in all my weakest moments.

How did it feel to be honest?

Cold.

One word was enough to explain all my emotions right now.

I was sitting on the footpath. Yeah. Once again.

I might have developed an obsession with running away from everyone and then ending up in the middle of nowhere.

Sitting on the footpath of a road that looked like something out of a horror movie, I stared at the stars.

I never liked to gaze at stars actually. Not until my father took our family to picnics when I was little. He would make me and Ace gaze at the stars along with him and Mom.

He liked it.

Gazing at the stars was just a way to feel connected to those ecstatic memories. I had never accepted this fact until now.

Sighing, I looked down at my hands. I could still sense the feel of my father's cold and Damie