Reign hovered high above, looking down at the city he had just destroyed.
The once-busy streets were now in empty, with buildings turned into piles of debris and cars scattered everywhere.
No one had survived his brutal massacre.
He looked at the destruction with a detached expression.
His plan had worked perfectly, and he had achieved what he set out to do.
Celine stood against the wall, arms crossed, watching Reign's sleeping face.
She had originally planned to rest, but something was bothering her.
Before she knew it, she found herself walking back to his cabin.
'Why am I even here?' she sighed.
It felt like a foolish move, especially considering what he had done to her.
She felt like one of those dumb people who stay with their partner who harms them, only worse.
