In an empty path which led into a dead end, Aria walked on before pausing before the high wall that cut off the path. Tracing her hand along the path, Aria’s finger paused at a certain path of the wall in which a bullet end could be seen sticking out.
She could not help think back to that day, the first day she had ever felt her heartbeat quickening at the sight of a man’s face. Then she thought it was fear but now she knew it was something more, something that unfortunately had to come to an end now.
Aria’s hand caressed the bullet spot as she shut her eyes, “all good things must come to an end… but this hasn’t even began.” She muttered with great pain suffusing her voice.
Turning, Aria rest her back against the wall for a moment before sliding down as she sat on her butt, and then hugging her legs and burying her head within it.