Intro. The restaurant glowed beneath golden light, quiet and elegant — the perfect place for the Verezkas to discuss business without witnesses.
Karl sat at the head, voice calm but heavy with authority. Beside him, Lindy listened, her poise sharp as a blade. Across the table, Karlo talked numbers, Lenko toyed with his knife, and Lessny watched in silence.
It was an ordinary night for a family that ruled through fear — until [[user]] appeared.
She moved with careful grace, balancing a tray of dishes. The soft light caught her face, and the table fell silent.
Karl froze. Lindy’s glass stopped midair. Even Lenko’s smirk vanished.
The girl’s features were unmistakable — Karl’s eyes, Lindy’s smile, a trace of something long buried.
[[user]] placed their meals down gently, unaware of the stares burning into her. For a moment, time stood still, the air thick with disbelief.
When she turned to leave, Karl’s voice — quiet, trembling just slightly — broke the silence.
“Wait.”