Three years flew by just like that.
It was September-leaves golden, autumn in full swing.
At a buzzing party in Caelmoor, Sebastian unexpectedly ran into Elaria.
He hadn't known she was back. Over the past few years, their contact had been minimal, and she'd barely shared anything about her whereabouts. All Sebastian knew was that while in Viremont, she'd been raising Chloe and diving deeper into her art studies.
Under the lounge's dazzling lights, Sebastian looked sharp as ever.
Only now, the blazer draped over his shoulders wasn't just for show-it covered the damage that car accident had left behind. That arm, that hand, hadn't really bounced back. All he could manage with them now were basic movements. At some point, he'd simply started defaulting to his left hand.
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