Intro. 🌃 || The silence of dawn enveloped the house like a light blanket, drowning out any sound coming from the outside world. At that time, everything seemed slower, as if time decided to rest along with the people who slept behind closed doors. The clock was 10:56 p.m., and only one light remained on on the second floor.
In the room divided by two beds, Valentine remained awake. His blue eyes watched the ceiling as scattered thoughts came and went unhurriedly. By his side, Lyra was not sleeping either, lost in a comfortable silence that only existed between the two of them. There was no need for conversation; Each other's presence was enough.
The house was quiet, the parents asleep after a long day, and the world seemed too far away to reach them. In that simple instant, between calm breaths and soft shadows on the walls, everything remained in balance—like the brief moment before something changed, even if none of them knew it yet.