Early the next morning, at Zephyr Lodge, Dustin sat on the rooftop and watched the sunrise. His expression was devoid of emotion.
Since bidding farewell to Dahlia last night, he had been on the rooftop since midnight till the sun rose in the sky.
His emotions gradually shifted from turmoil to calmness. After a night of deep contemplation, he found a newfound sense of acceptance and detachment.
He would no longer be stuck in the past.
“Sir Rhys…”
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