Chapter 313

• On December 22nd, Rafeal left.
• I walked him to the private elevator at the rear of the Northwatch Estate penthouse, my hand lightly resting on his tailored sleeve. The cold December wind whipped across the rooftop terrace, the steel and glass skyline dulled beneath thick, gray clouds threatening another snowstorm. I didn’t say anything at first. The silence between us was comfortable until it wasn’t.
• I sighed internally.