Donna and Vivian stared in shock as the man they both knew stood before them. He stood with the exact same carefreeness, the same smile, the same calm confidence, and that familiar presence that silently declared nothing in the world could truly touch him.
Their minds paused, as if frozen in time, each one lost in her own thoughts. When was the last time they had seen him? A year ago? A year and a half? Two years?
Memories flooded their consciousness, vivid and unrelenting. They recalled the first time Anthony had approached them with the offer to be something more. He had worn that same enigmatic smile back then, carried that same mysterious aura that seemed to veil his true intentions.
They didn't even bother pondering how Anthony had arrived without them noticing. To them, Anthony was no different from a god, his movements inscrutable, his ways unfathomable by the logic of mortal minds.
