The city felt different now.

It wasn’t just the way the lights flickered across the streets or the hum of life that seemed to move faster, farther away from her. It was the feeling that she no longer belonged to it. No longer belonged to any of it.

Moira sat in the corner of the small café, the smell of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the crisp autumn air that had begun to settle over the city. She watched the people outside, their lives moving at full speed, while she remained ...