AIDEN

As I drove through the almost empty street of Lone Oak- It was named so because only a few people and cars were often seen moving and out of it. It was the loneliest street as far as West Vale was concerned- I occasionally stole glances at Elena, she was mumbling incoherently, and the back of my hand went to her forehead to feel her temperature.

Grimacing, I withdrew my hand, then switched on the air-conditioner to cool her heated skin.

It was getting worse by the ...