Angela POV
Sitting across the road at a quiet café, I stirred my coffee absentmindedly, watching the people pass by but not really seeing them. The chatter around me faded into the background like it always did when my mind spiraled like this. Life wasn’t supposed to turn out like this for me. I was the one people looked at, the one who commanded attention, who always had the admiration of others. But now, here I was , sitting alone, feeling invisible. The weight of it was crushing.
I stared blankly at the cars passing by, the rush of city life completely lost on me. My thoughts drifted, as they often did these days, back to Lyra. My twin. My shadow. The one who was supposed to stay in the background while I shined. That’s how it had always been. I was the leader, the one everyone notic
