I stood by the window of my penthouse looking out into the busy street, I watched as the traffick below flowed, car horns blaring so loudly it shattered my thoughts. the city sprawled beneath me in a million points of light, flickering like tiny fireflies trapped in glass. From this high up in my penthouse everything looked so small; people, cars, even the chaos I’d spent years controlling with my money, my power, my name. Yet tonight, none of it mattered, the only thing that mattered to me ...