Annabelle, or Anna, as some people called her, took a walk on a cold night. She doesn’t really feel the cold breeze, but she still put on her coat just to fit in properly. She walked down the street as some couples passed her. Anna remembered herself with Jeremy. She knows he’s gone now, and she doesn’t know when he’ll come back. If he ever did, will he be still receiving her like he promised he would? Does he still love her? Anna doesn’t know the answer to this questions, she wouldn’t know unless Jeremy himself will tell her, but he’s not here to answer. Anna continued to walk down the same path leading to the Grill. People hang out there, so maybe she could find someone who knows when Jeremy will come back. As she entered the grill Anna felt the warm air of the place. She removed her jacket and tucked it on her arm. Anna sat on one of the stools by the cocktail bar and ordered herself a light drink.
“Yeah, love is like a silent hill in a war. You can never know when an enemy will attack.” Annabelle said. “Life is full...
while. “I know exactly how you feel,” she said quietly. “Though my story is different.” She fell silent again.
If she’s becoming way too straight forward, Anna wouldn’t know. She’d...silent for over a...
“Summing up everything I’ve been in Mystic since I was born,” she said. Five hundred years to be precise, she told...
“Two months, well, I was gone far longer than that.” She said as she laid both her hands on the counter and started to...
She laid her drink on the counter and smiled at Harry. “Nice to meet you as well Harry.” Anna reached out her hand and...
When her drink finally arrived, Anna started playing with the glass when she saw a guy with dark hair and eyes. She...