Seth tried to steady his breath, but every second of uncertainty amplified his anxiety. Why had Lina disappeared? And most importantly, where could she have gone?
He scanned the room one last time, searching for a clue—anything she might have left behind. But there was nothing. No note, no misplaced object. Everything was in order, as if she had simply vanished.
He returned to the balcony, his eyes combing every inch of the scene below. He searched desperately for a white figure illuminated by the flickering torchlight, her fiery red hair standing out in the crowd. But she was nowhere to be seen.
Running a nervous hand through his hair, Seth muttered, "If she went down… why didn't she tell me?"
