The peaceful atmosphere surrounding the academy lake remained untouched by the passage of time.
Night had fully embraced Arcadia Academy, wrapping the world beneath a vast canopy of glittering stars whose reflections shimmered gently upon the crystal-clear surface of the lake. The silver moon hung high above, bathing the quiet shoreline in a soft, ethereal glow while the ancient willow trees swayed gracefully beneath the cool evening breeze. Every now and then, flower petals drifted lazily across the water before disappearing into the darkness beyond, and the rhythmic whisper of gentle waves meeting the shore created a melody so soothing that it seemed capable of calming even the most restless heart.
The world felt wonderfully still.
As though nothing beyond this quiet lakeside mattered.
Luca lowered his eyes slightly before releasing a slow breath.
"I'm sorry."
The apology came quietly, carrying far more sincerity than the one he had offered only moments earlier.
