Prologue

When the world has come to an end, how do you go on? Following a devastating tragedy comes heartbreak, adventure, and drama for a confused Elina.

I sharply exhale the putrid air, looking around the atmosphere ridden with debris.

The sky is no longer blue, instead it is a color no longer recognizable, just a mix of dirt, ash and smoke.

How did it get to this?

Why did it get to this?

In my line of vision there seems to be no one else.

My mind races at the possibility that I am the only survivor from this untimely demise.

Attempting to maintain a cool demeanor, I let my mind ponder to the good days.

The unbearably too good to last ones.

The sickeningly sweet ones, that I would do anything to get back.

Musky cologne memories.

The ones with him...