Embers of Regret

Stella

After wandering down a narrow, dimly lit hallway in search of Vance, I push out into an equally narrow alley. The cold night air bites at my skin, but I can hardly feel it thanks to the beer in my belly. Furrowing my brow, I look around; and then I spot him.

I find him standing alone in the alley, a cigarette lit between his fingers. He’s leaning against the stone wall of the pub, and the