His Discarded Luna, Returns with secret Pups
His words, now delivered in a calmer tone, hung in the air like the raindrops that drenched them both.
Leaving her behind, Axel turned away.
Jasmine stood up slowly, her senses gradually returning after the frightful encounter.
Adrenaline coursed through her veins, and the close call of almost being struck by the man left her in a daze.
The plastic bags containing her purchases lay forgotten in a corner, the tissue within likely soaked by the relentless rain.
Her light pajamas clung uncomfortably to her body, dampened by the downpour. The embarrassment, fear, and bitter cold settled into her bones, each step accentuating the pain from her fall.