Quiet Consequences

And with that, Vivienne walked away—Nash following closely behind—leaving Kaelen standing in the wake of her certainty, with nothing left to do but wait.

The city rolled past the tinted windows in a blur of muted color and motion.

Inside the vehicle, the air was calm—deliberately so.

Bianca sat composed in the back seat, posture relaxed, gaze fixed ahead as if nothing at all had been disrupted.