-HYPERION-
The warm colors of the setting sun poured through the window, casting a halo around Theia's light brown hair. The gentle light kissed her skin, transforming her into a divine, golden vision.
With her hands resting on the stone windowsill, her eyes glanced at the garden below. The window was wide open, and she was probably preparing herself to jump.
A smile spread across my face. I knew this wildcat wouldn't be trapped for long. It's like trying to hold water in your hands—no matter how hard you try, something always manages to escape through your fingers.
Her unwavering drive to break free never ceases to amaze me. She is a force to behold.
That woman is a complete paradox. A fragile appearance hiding immense strength and courage.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," I sai
