At the old antique store

“Hold up! Wait for me!” Thora breathed heavily, gasping for breath as she frantically chased after Chris. Her feet tripped over the rocky path, but she kept on pushing forward, determined not to be left behind.

He was walking so fast and she wasn't the type of lady that liked running in heels.

Chris scoffed, hearing her footsteps behind him, he decided to slow down his walking pace a little. He was still mad at her for taking sides with Ansel and even though he tried not to show it, he was obviously angry.

"You almost killed me! My legs are hurting so badly" Thora said as she almost got to where he was.

She tried stopping to catch her breath but her cousin didn't seem like he was going to stop.

Chris continued walking even though he knew that Thora wanted him to stop.

Thora’s head began to spin, her vision blurring as the blood flowed back to her leg. “Hold up, stop! I can’t keep up with you. My legs are screaming for mercy”

She staggered towards a car parked on the street, leaning