Chapter 20

Diana watched the golden threads of morning light transform her earlier ordeals into an ambient positiveness. In the wash of the new light, her face took on the appearance of an obsolete portrait, one of the memories so wonderful in her eyes. She watched as it brought her naked skin into focus, not yet vitalized with the warmth of who she was—a lost fucking naked predator who stood wide arm like some crazy suicidal maniac—I might as well kill Andrew for this shit. She thought to herself.

However, she was still in the landscape of a cold mountain, and since there was no better thing to do but to bring her body so close that her hearts synchronised with the earthy creatures that took a peek at her while she asked the colourful butterfly to cover her feminine beauty, the lovely creature hugged her and covered her enough to walk without worry and waited for Andrew to come back. When the sunlight was strong enough, her eyes opened as she gazed, and Andrew materialised and appeared to be b