She knew this feeling of utter isolation. Even though she'd imagined it, even experienced it before, she couldn't help the chill that crept into her heart...
Annabelle Linton took a breath and walked down the street in the downpour, the rain soaking her to the bone.
She walked on for what felt like an eternity until her vision began to blur. A wave of dizziness washed over her, and she finally collapsed by the side of the road...
...
However fiercely the storm raged outside, it meant nothing to the people indoors.
「BV Club.」
Xylas Shepherd watched the lunatic at the pool table, the corner of his mouth twitching. He secretly nudged Nathaniel Locke. "Has he lost his mind? I've never fucking seen anyone play pool like it's baseball!"
CRACK—
Leona Grant sent another ball flying off the table with his cue, and it smashed onto the floor.
It chipped the expensive white marble floor, and Xylas couldn't help but imagine it. 'What would happen if that hit someone in the head?'
