“You’ll forgive me one day… won’t you?”
I whispered it to the wind, knowing she couldn’t hear me. Maybe she never would. The words felt hollow in my chest, echoing back at me like a ghost of the life I could have had. I gripped the wheel tighter, knuckles raw, as the car tore down the deserted highway beyond the city. The snow was heavier here, piling into drifts along the edges of the road, and I had to fight to keep the vehicle on course. It was a delicate balance...
control at high speed, focus amid chaos, and a heart that wanted nothing more than to spin off the road just to chase the memory of her face one last time.
Luna. VEGA ZERO. She was alive, somewhere out there, racing through the night, free, untouchable, and I was choosing not to be there. My stomach twisted with the cruel
