His Biggest Regret Was Me
The night train pulled away from Capital Station. Inside the noisy economy carriage, Elena sat leaning against the fogged window. Her arms wrapped protectively around her stomach, holding onto the only reason she had survived.
“Forgive me,” she whispered softly. “We have to start over.”
Beyond the glass, her eyes fixed on the glowing Vane Corp logo standing arrogantly atop the tallest building in Capital City. Elena slowly closed her eyes, making a silent promise to herself that one day, she would be the one to extinguish that glory.