Her body looks so beautiful laying on top of silk sheets. Her skirt is perfectly pressed and you can see each individual pleat. Her eyes are so compelling and they shine so bright. Her angles are accentuated by the glowing flourescent lights. Red slowly flows from the wound on her porcelain chest. The colour is so at home on her skin and you think it compliments her best. She isn’t breathing and deep down you know you should be reeling but awe. In this moment, it’s the only feeling and it’s so raw.