They chose not to retreat to the villa; instead, the cliffside command post transformed into their fortification, a jagged refuge perched precariously above the sprawling metropolis below. In the room designated for Mara, she was met with a breathtaking yet haunting vista, where countless lights twinkled like fallen stars strewn across the expansive dark canvas of the night sky. It felt as though she were ensconced in a glass box suspended over a yawning abyss, teetering on the precipice of ...