The morning sun was warm on Ethan's face.
He stood on the balcony of his apartment, looking out at the city below. Seattle was waking up, the streets filling with cars and people. The sky was clear, the air fresh. It was a beautiful day. The kind of day that made you believe in new beginnings.
Ava walked out onto the balcony. She was holding two cups of coffee. She handed one to him and stood beside him.
"You're up early," she said.
"I couldn't sleep. Too much on my mind."
"What are you thinking about?"
"The future. About what comes next."
Ava nodded. "That's a lot to think about."
Ethan took a sip of his coffee. "I've been thinking about writing a sequel to my book. There's more to the story."
Ava looked at him. "More to the story?"
"Not the conspiracy. But what happened after.
