Moira didn’t know how long she had been standing there, staring at the city. The lights blurred into streaks against the night sky, a million lives unfolding, all while she stood in the quiet of her own decision. Her thoughts felt scattered, like the raindrops that had been falling all day, each one carrying its own weight but never able to settle in one place long enough to make a difference.

Her apartment was empty, save for the sound of her own breath and the occasional hum of the ...