*** The sun was just starting to pierce over the horizon when I woke up to find the city of New York slowly approaching in the distance. Even from afar, there was a certain energy about it, and the air seemed to vibrate with an unseen force. "Good morning," Asher said, handing me a cup of coffee. "I stopped at a Starbucks about a mile back." "Thanks," I muttered, blinking away the sleep as I stretched. "Welcome to the Big Apple," he said, gesturing to the bridge in front of us with a smirk. I stared in awe at the gigantic skyscrapers and the seemingly endless sea of people as we drove past, like minions rushing across the sidewalk. It was my first time seeing the city, and New York really lived up to its name. “I never thought I’d be coming back here,” Dad said, waking up behind me