The silence of the night was soothing, but there was an odd sense of isolation that came with it.
He was a figure who drew attention without asking for it, yet no one ever seemed to truly want to engage with him.
That was, until a voice—soft, melodic, and unmistakably feminine—cut through the quiet night air.
"Riley Mason."
The sound of his name carried through the air like a song.
It was a voice that seemed to draw the very stars closer, as if the night itself paused to listen.
Riley's heart skipped a beat, and he turned instinctively toward the source of the voice.
In the shadows, he saw her.
She was cloaked in darkness, her silhouette barely visible against the night, but her eyes—those piercing blue eyes—shone brightly like twin orbs of light.
They stood out against the surrounding darkness, captivating and enchanting.
