The day was overcast, the kind of gray sky that seemed to press down on everything. The clouds were thick with the threat of rain, and the world felt muted, as though holding its breath. Nixus sat in his office, the once-familiar surroundings now tainted with an air of uncertainty. The sharp lines of the room—the sleek desk, the polished surfaces—no longer offered the comfort they once did. Today, it all felt hollow.
His thoughts were consumed with the truth about Malia's miscarriage, a truth he had only recently learned. The revelation had shaken him to his core. All this time, he had been kept in the dark, manipulated by Selene, who had somehow convinced him to believe that Malia was the one at fault, that she was the one who had pushed him away. But now, the pieces of the puzzle were beginning to come together.
