The city lights flickered like dying stars, and Levan's tires hummed against the damp asphalt.
He didn't know where she was.Not a single trace.No messages. No calls. No rumors.
Just... silence.
And that silence was louder than any siren.
Where are you, Alea...His grip tightened on the steering wheel. Every passing second felt like a countdown toward something terrible.
Then—he slowed.
A faint movement caught his eye.Across the street, under the broken neon glow of an old diner, two familiar silhouettes stood.
Talking.Laughing.
He didn't need a closer look to recognize them.
Selia.And beside her—Varek.
But Alea wasn't there.Not even a glimpse of her.Only shadows from a past he thought he'd buried.
Levan didn't move.
Didn't approach.Didn't speak.
He watched in silence, heart heavy with unease.
Why are those two together? And why now?
His engine kept purring quietly as he stared for a moment longer.Then, he drove off—into the shadows of the night.
But deep inside, something told him this wasn't random.No.This was the beginning of something far worse.
And somewhere out there… Alea was still missing.