A Sick Romance
Now, those sunflowers were being destroyed in front of me, as if they were pushing me back into the abyss.
Not only that, but they even threw paint on the walls inside, ruining all the sunflowers there too.
I was pinned to the ground, my eyes bloodshot, like a fish desperately struggling in despair.
It was a stark contrast to Darcy's sinister face above me.
I prayed Mona would come back soon.
Every day, she drove down the mountain to get fresh vegetables, and she usually took about an hour to come back. If I calculated the time right, she should be back any minute now.