Chapter Eighty Two

What am I doing?

Where am I going?

“Fuck.” Soralina hisses under her breath as she continues to drive on and on. Dusk had already settled a long time ago, and yet Soralina hadn’t stopped even once to take a break, fearing that she is still being tailed. And as a matter of fact, she is.

Going down the road, Soralina glances at her fuel meter, cursing yet again as she sees she is almost out of fuel. Any minute the car may die down and she will be stuck, stranded in the middle of nowhere.

So saving up how much fuel she has, Soralina heads for the nearest gas station. For it isn’t only the car that needs food, Soralina is hungry too. Her stomach growls in protest just like her car, so as quickly as possible Soralina spots the most nearest gas station and immediately pulls over, getting out to finish the work.

As she stands filling up her car, she stares around her, at the casual life and the calm night sky, wishing to have just another normal day in life and not be a runaway.

Is this what