Ride home
A new model BMW glided over the roads of the city in Spain, its sleek design and elegant lines capturing the attention of others. The car moved at a steady, controlled speed, effortlessly navigating the city's streets as it rode off.
Inside the car, two figures could be seen seated in the back seat. One was spotted wearing a white t-shirt and black cargo pants, while the other was dressed more formally in a black suit, which shone under the city lights filtering into the car.
Rafael's brown hair was gently tousled by the soft breeze entering the car, and his eyes were gazing over the city's lights as he watched from his seat.
He still vividly recalled the night the unfortunate incident had happened—the time he was told about his parents' deaths and the possibility of his own demise.
It had been so long, but the events of that day and the people he lost still remained engraved in his heart.