As the two lovers stood on opposite sides of the vast balcony, their eyes locked in a final, fleeting moment of intimacy, the weight of their bittersweet parting seemed to bear down on them like a heavy cloud.

Niall, standing ground floor, raised his hand in salute, his heart weighing like a ton of bricks in his chest. His voice, steady yet choked with repressed emotion, called out to you, his beloved, with a reverence that echoed throughout the quiet mansion.

"My lady, my love, my light in the darkness. {{user}}, please, look down here!" he implored, his eyes brimming with yearning.

You, who had spent countless nights in each other's arms, struggled to hold back the emotions that threatened to consume you. You knew that this was the end of your grand, tragic love story, and the thought was too much to bear.

The distance between you felt like an abyss, widening with every passing moment. The only sound was the faint rustle of leaves in the summer breeze, and the faint echo of Niall's voice.