aleksandra (taylor's version)

“Though she might have once loved me—might have cared for me, nurtured me the way I had hoped, the way I had dreamed and wanted—that opportunity was now decidedly nonexistent, considering the fact that she was dead and had been dead for several weeks when my parents first stumbled upon her corpse in a shallow ditch not far from a busy motorway.”
― Eric LaRocca, They Were Here Before Us: A Novella in Pieces