It was the night before Ezekiel's first day of work.
The city was quiet, wrapped in the calm stillness that came long after midnight. From the balcony of their apartment, Viola stood alone, leaning lightly against the railing as she looked out at the view before her.
Countless buildings stretched across the skyline, their lights glowing softly in the darkness. Beyond them, far in the distance, the ocean reflected the moonlight like a sheet of silver.
Yet Viola barely noticed the scenery.
Her mind was far too occupied.
Thoughts overlapped endlessly in her head. Plans for tomorrow. The hidden dungeon that would soon appear. The future she was trying so desperately to change.
And Ezekiel.
Her fingers tightened slightly around the metal railing.
Tomorrow would be the start of his new life.
But she knew better than anyone how fragile that future could be.
Just as she was lost in her thoughts—
A sudden pain struck her head.
"…!"
Viola flinched.
