Chasing Echoes

Roth’s fingers closed around it slowly, knuckles tightening as the city lights carved shadows across his face.

“Kira Ren… you think you can run from me?” His jaw tightened, gaze hardening as the city lights flickered past.

“You only make distance feel like a dare.”

Back in the Dravens’ garden, the air was thick with the scent of chamomile and damp earth. Laughter still lingered, faint and fadin