SABRINA
I found myself at a crossroads in New York City, my work there nearing its end. However, I couldn't simply pack up and leave, haunted by the thought of Diana's mysterious disappearance, which had left Seth anchored to this city in search of her.
Our connection had shifted dramatically since that unexpected kiss, and it left me wondering if it weighed heavily on Seth's conscience. Perhaps he was grappling with guilt over betraying Diana. I yearned for his presence, as he is the only one I openly discuss with and I also feel he needs me most in a moment like this.
My attempts to bridge the growing gap between us proved futile. Whenever I called, Seth responded with terse, monosyllabic replies, making our conversations painfully brief. Even my visits to his hotel room yielded no r
