A girl, haunted by her past was living in solitude. A man, running from his own demons. When their paths collide, the girl wants to run, but the guy is determined to chase after her aura.
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Aurora Ravenscroft was living her life in solitude, plann...
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Tori's head was resting on Phoenix's shoulder the whole time during the flight. She didn't drink or eat anything in anxiety. She was constantly checking her watch and bothering the flight attendant. Phoenix assumed that she was nervous to be on a flight after the nasty turbulence she had gone through no less than 24 hours ago. They could have taken Phoenix's car, but Tori had already booked their ticket. At that moment, Phoenix had just wanted to escape from that place.
The moment the seatbelt signs went off, Tori jumped to her feet, dragging Phoenix with her. Thankfully, they only have carry-ons, otherwise, Tori would take a ride on the luggage belt.
"Hello Mr. Cole, Drive Tori home, I'll take a cab to the hospital."
"No, we are both going to the hospital," Tori announced. Phoenix was not in his right mind to decipher the emotion behind her agitation. So he merely nodded.
At 5:30 a.m. They reached the hospital. Ricky's parents had gone home to rest, leaving a caretaker behind for him.
"I am going to take over from now. You can go home, sir." Phoenix relieved him and perched on a chair beside Ricky's bed. Ricky was asleep. Phoenix asked Tori to leave, but she laid down on the comfortable couch in the corner of the private room.
Phoenix nodded absentmindedly. His eyelids felt heavy, so he closed them for a few seconds. The next thing he felt was someone nudging his shoulder. Phoenix jerked awake, his eyes assessing the room, trying to understand where he was.
"I don't see Michelangelo around. So I reckon you took over. That's very responsible of you, I must say." Ricky taunted.
"I just .... Arrggghhh... His name is Michelangelo." Phoenix asked vaguely.
"No..." Ricky shook his head and pouted innocently. Phoenix facepalmed himself with a thwack.
"What time did you arrive, Captain?" Ricky asked, looking around, gauging the room for something.
"Around 5:30 in the morning." Phoenix shrugged.
"You took a red eye for me, Captain." Ricky placed a hand over his chest in exaggeration and Phoenix rolled his eyes.
"How did the match go.." Phoenix took a deep sigh, "Uh oh ... We lost, didn't we?" Phoenix nodded. "How bad..??"
"They will have to sedate you If I tell you. So, let's not talk about it right now."
