One week had passed since Sandy left everything. Anastasia's private place was indeed a big help to her. She had a great time staying temporarily, without worrying about anything except for her heart. Which was destroyed as the days went by.
' All I want is to be loved, perhaps, I wasn't meant for it.' Her thoughts interrupted. She stood in front of the wide and calm ocean, carrying the bottle of whiskey in her hands. She found it in the wine cellar inside of Anastasia's place. It wasn't her favorite, but it's what she needed.
"How can you fly freely without worrying about anything?" Dumbly, she spoke towards the bird which was flying in the sky. As she witnessed it, they were all looking happy and free. Soaring their wings into the sky, away from everything. Sandy folded her knees and
