Sabrina
The courtyard had settled into a quieter rhythm by the time I stepped outside, the earlier chaos reduced to something more controlled, more watchful. Guards still lingered at the edges of the grounds, their presence subtle but constant, while the overhead lights had been dimmed just enough to let the moonlight stretch across the stone paths.
It felt almost normal.
Almost.
I spotted Michelle and Jonas near one of the benches along the outer path. She had a small plate in her hand, offering him something while he leaned against her side, legs swinging as he ate. From a distance, it looked harmless—calm, even—but knowing what we knew now, it was impossible to see it that way.
I approached at an easy pace, letting my presence be known without interrupting too abruptly.
“The moon
