"Why are you racing?" Sophia asked, intrigued by the boy holding her in his bed as she slowly traced the tattoo on his chest. "What are you racing from?" Eric countered, curiously looking down at the mysterious beauty as he caressed the scar on her neck. Silence enveloped them as they lost themselves in their past, gradually suffocating their future. *** another idea, another story that's begging for your attention !! btw the story will be told in first person point of viewAll Rights Reserved