Logan, Maddie, and Zephan sat quietly in the corner booth of the elegant rooftop restaurant, perched high above the bustling city. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass walls, the skyline sprawled out in glittering lights, stretching far into the horizon. They could see the veins of highways and dotted streetlights winding through the city like rivers of light against the dimming evening sky. It was breathtaking,almost dreamlike but a silent yearning hung over their table.
Maddie, normally the most animated of the trio, was taking in the view with quiet reverence. She seemed lost in her thoughts, occasionally glancing at Zephan, who sat beside her. Across the table, Logan leaned back with an air of ease, yet his eyes, sharp and perceptive, never strayed far from his brother. There was something lingering in Zephan's posture,an invisible weight pressing down on him.
