In the darkest of times, I found the light of my life. After two long months, she's not a dream; she's real.
-Unknown.
|N I C O L A S|
"I've found something," Shawn said, rising from my seat, I turned to look at him.
He held his laptop in hand, but his gaze was fixed on me. "Cillian Vader," he uttered a name I had never heard before. I had no idea how this person was related to Zyra's case. But then again, I was not only dealing with my friends or enemies but also with people who probably had their eyes set on Zyra.
"Who is he?" I inquired. Shawn took a seat on the couch in my room and began, "He's one of us." I glanced at him with confusion etched across my forehead.
"What does that mean?" I asked.
It had been over two months since Zyra had left, but she remained firmly etched i
