Thick clouds rolled into rose petals, just like the silk flowers Wayne Bailey had once folded and given her...
Anna Jadwin suddenly came to her senses.
A figure stood by the bed, drenched in rainwater, beads of water dripping from his disheveled short hair.
Maxwell Cameron stood by the window, evidently just returning from the rain outside, his gloomy eyes fixed on her.
"Did I wake you up?" he asked softly; his lips parted in a crimson smile.
Not him...
Anna Jadwin's gaze dimmed, her brows furrowed, "Maxwell Cameron, what are you doing here?"
Maxwell Cameron propped one knee on the bed, staring at her with an eerie gaze as he carefully took something out of his pocket...
A plastic film tied with candy-like wrapping hung with ribbons.
Anna Jadwin recognized it instantly; it was the wish bag she and Maxwell Cameron had hung on Lovers' Tunnel years ago.