Adam's Pov
In the midst of the moonlit night, I found myself immersed in solitude. The gentle caress of the wind against my skin did little to soothe the turmoil within. My gaze fixed upon the celestial orb, and in that moment, I longed to beseech the Moon Goddess for answers to the vexing questions that haunted my thoughts. Though I believed I had buried the memories of that frail human, why did echoes of her linger whenever familiar whispers brushed my ears?
To distract myself from the unsettling reminiscence, I cracked open a beer and indulged in its bitter comfort. Yet, my seclusion was not to last, for the sound of approaching footsteps drew near. It was Henry, the ever-faithful friend, who had tracked me down by the river's edge—the very place where Lara had attempted to take her
