RAYS POV

I was finally here. My arrival put me in better spirits already. The familiar lanes, weather and culture almost sobered me up, but my cheeks cracked into a smile instead. A sinister one.

Lodging into the hotel that had been booked earlier, I quickly engaged in a cold shower, moaning from the relief flooding through my tired bones.

I was done in an hour and half, reluncantly wiping my body with my towel, and wrapping another around my neck, as an old habit. They really do die hard.

Staring outside the window in my room, which faced a very large swimming pool, the grief had somehow found its...