AVIRA

The moment I stepped out of the car, the wind howled through the silent graveyard, sending a shiver down my spine. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and wilted flowers. My red dress clung to my body, the fabric fluttering slightly in the breeze. I ran a hand over my hair, making sure it was still in place. The red lipstick he had specifically told me to wear felt like a strange contrast against the eerie surroundings.