The aftermath of the party, with its revelations and confrontations, left the grand hall of Black Moon echoing with the remnants of whispered conversations and the soft patter of departing footsteps. I found herself standing by the expansive windows, gazing out at the moonlit landscape that stretched beyond the estate, my thoughts a tumultuous sea reflecting the turmoil within.
Lorenzo approached me, his presence a comforting constant in the whirl of emotions that enveloped me.
"You're quiet," he observed, his voice carrying a gentle concern that made me turn to face him, my heart aching with a mixture of gratitude and a fear that I couldn't quite name. It was like things were too good to be true, and in my heart I knew I had left things unsaid.
"I was just thinking about everything tha
