✴ Damien ✴
The city lights blurred past me as I leaned back against the seat of the car. The hum of the tires against the pavement was a familiar sound, but it didn’t comfort me like it used to. My chest felt heavy, like I had left more than just Wintervale behind. It felt as if I had left a piece of myself there, and no amount of distance could make me forget it, since my heart ached. By the time I reached my penthouse, the exhaustion had settled in. The apartment was exactly how I had left it: pristine, modern, and utterly devoid of life. The silence pressed in on me as I set my bag down and made my way to the floor-to-ceiling windows. The city stretched out below me, its energy as relentless as ever. Normally, it invigorated me. Tonight, it felt hollow. I poured myself a drink, the amb
