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Author: Akina
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Sienna’s POV

The night sky had just settled when we arrived at the small restaurant tucked into a quiet corner of the city. The place wasn’t busy—only two or three tables were occupied in distant corners. The rest remained empty, bathed in the soft glow of amber pendant lights hanging gently from the wooden ceiling. We chose a table outside, beneath the open sky, even though tonight, not even the moon cared to show itself.

I leaned back against the chair, folding my arms across my stomach, and tilted my head up. My gaze pierced the darkness above, toward a sky so still and black. No stars. No moon. Just an endless void—eerily familiar, like a mirror to the emptiness inside me.

The sky tonight felt like a reflection of my soul.

It wasn’t long before Liliana returned from inside, balancing two trays of food. The scent of butter and sautéed onions followed her, but I couldn’t bring myself to lift a spoon.

She placed our orders down carefully, then sat across from me, raising an eye
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