Chapter 569

Night had fallen, and the rain had finally stopped.

The air was sharp and cold. Leaves rustled in the wind like faint, mournful whispers, lending the world an aching sense of loneliness.

Sebastian still stood on the small balcony of his office, gazing at the sparsely lit buildings across the way.

Brooks quietly stepped beside him. "Sir, it's late. I should see you back."

Elara wasn't home, and the