An Exceptional Hideout

Cynthia had seen many dawns when she was planning her revenge plan. Back then, she didn't know whether the dawn sky was supposed to represent life or death, it was the beginning of a new day but the end of a long night, the sun would be born from behind the horizon whether Cynthia was able to see it or not, back then, everything seemed melancholic to her. 

This dawn was different. 

Cynthia's Green eyes assessed the sky with a similar curiosity, wondering if she was supposed to feel hopeful or apprehensive about this new chapter in her life that began when she acknowledged George as her husband. She couldn't decide whether she was happy or sad, these challenging times were just like this dawn, and the dull color of red that splattered all around the empty road in front of the moving car seemed like it was giving her a warning.