Silas’s POV
A few months had passed, and it felt like a lifetime.
The city sprawled below me, a blur of lights and shadows, but my eyes were locked on one place—the park.
Her park.
The one she used to visit. The one she’d told me about in that soft voice, long before she ever knew me—really knew me. Long before, everything shattered.
And then—suddenly—I was on my feet.
I didn’t think. I didn’t plan. I just moved.
I grabbed my running gear, laced up my shoes, and left the building without looking back. No destination in mind, but my heart already knew.
It knew exactly where I was going.
I ran hard.
The cold night air bit into my skin, sharp and brutal, but it couldn’t touch the storm inside me. My lungs burned, muscles protested, but I didn’t stop. Not until the familiar path cu
