Logan Ray raced down the streets, Titus Zane's voice playing in a loop inside his head, Logan, I'm leaving, maybe never to return...
Titus, wait for me, I beg you wait for me, let me see you one last time…
He had so much to say to her, even though they weren't destined to become lovers, he wanted her to be happy, always reserving a place in the depths of his heart for her, a sacred space no one else could touch, because it held their most precious memories.
"Sir, do you need help?" A young woman's voice sounded beside him, Logan turned his head, his handsome face indistinct with either sweat or tears.
"I want to go to Style, is it on your way?" Logan continued running forward, the white Audi slowly following along.
"To see your girlfriend?"
The woman driving lazily rested one arm on the rolled-down window, undeterred by the prospect of traffic cameras.
Logan nodded, "Yes, she's leaving, and I'm desperate to see her one last time."
