I wandered down the dimly lit halls, my footsteps echoing softly as I searched for Lyle. I knew he wouldn’t have gone far, but I thought it was odd he wasn’t in plain sight. My gaze caught on a room to the right, partially hidden by a lush red velvet curtain. There was no door, and the curtain was elegantly pinned back, suggesting that Lyle might have ventured inside.
I stepped closer and peeked inside, my eyes instantly landing on Lyle. He stood on a narrow balcony, silhouetted against the soft glow of the setting sun, gazing contemplatively into the distance with a gentle breeze ruffling his hair.
“There you are.” I walked up to him as he continued to keep his gaze at the sky. “Darren is okay but … well, it doesn’t seem like he will be coming home anytime soon. I—I don’t know if he wil
