Elias didn’t look at her. He couldn’t. Behind the mask he wore—the one he showed the world to hide his scars—he was crumbling. He thought of the lyrics they used to hum together, songs about souls entwined like ivy, impossible to separate without tearing the skin. Now, they were just two echoes in an empty hallway.
Elias gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white. Beside him, Elena stared out the side window, her reflection ghost-like against the glass. They were two people occupying the same small space, yet they were drifting toward opposite poles of a dissolving world. Carla's Dreams feat. Delia - Cum ne noi (Official Video)
"We don't," she whispered. "We just keep moving until the music stops." Elias didn’t look at her