[Ezra]
“I knew I’d find you here,” I breathed. My footsteps echoed as I stepped closer to the bar counter in Asher’s penthouse.
The chandelier above cast a soft, golden glow that mingled with the darkness, creating an ambiance where one could drown and forget oneself in the haze of gin and smoke.
And as always, Asher sat alone at the borders of light and darkness, not to forget but to be forgotten.
Asher placed down the empty goblet on the cold marble countertop. As he reached out to pour more black wine, I picked up the wine bottle.
“Will it be ok if I pour the wine for you?” I asked.
Asher’s eyes flickered towards me, blinked once in a brief acknowledgment before they drifted back to the sea of skyscrapers beyond the glass walls. The twinkling lights of the city reflected in his ey
