Black Trap

Outskirts Of The City

The Silver-lining Manor

The sun at its highest peak, Liam stood watching the evergreen forest from his room cube-like glass, his room was wide, half of it made entirely of glass, showing the plants and trees outside, the birds chirping loudly at dawn.

Liam rotates a small piece of paper he held, before reading the contents once more.

'I'm leaving New York, we should at least get a chance to see before I leave, let's meet at the super train, crowd? Yes... but a good way to stay out of sight'

Liam sighs before squeezing the paper, his gaze on the floor, contemplating whether to go or not, it would be the last time he would get to see her, her choice was a tough one, only he knew the reason why she was leaving, because of him.