Chapter 20

Eleanor's POV. 

I couldn't deny that there was something about this motorcycle ride. 

For one, the air was blowing my hair, letting it fly behind me in a wavy motion. I wished I could also feel the air gushing against my face. 

There was something about the ride, the openings and connection with nature that made me feel free in a weird kind of way. It was so different from a car where you were locked up but I could feel every inch of the air prickling on my skin. 

If I wasn't so scared enough, I'd have let go of Henry and raised my hand in the air to feel the complete sense of freedom, the air brushing through my face. 

But the best part about it was the view of the sunset, the sun was setting, casting a bright glow of orange in the sky and it seeped the colors beautifully through the blue clouds. 

And