After a long, exhausting day, Damian found himself walking toward the balcony, seeking a moment of peace to unwind. As Damian stepped outside, he spotted Bryce standing there, leaning against the railing, her posture slouched just slightly, as if the weight of the day had settled onto her shoulders. Her eyes were trained on the sky, watching as the vibrant hues of dusk slowly gave way to the deepening blues of the night.

She didn’t seem to notice Damian approaching, lost in her thoughts. Her brown eyes, usually so sharp and full of fire, were now dimmed, absorbed in the serenity of the stars above. The stars and the rising moon became the only company for both of Damian in that moment, the sounds of the world below fading into the background. Bryce’s usual boldness was replaced with a quiet, introspective stillness that felt so out of character, yet so fitting for the moment.

Damian could feel the tension in her body, the weight of the world in the way she held herself. The silence stretched on for a while before Damian decided to speak, but even then, he Wasent sure what to say.