207. The Man Who Moves Across Continents

Roman

The house is quiet when he leaves and he somehow can feel it. It's not the kind of quiet that brings peace, no. It's the kind that lingers after something has been torn open and left exposed.

Roman does not stay. There is nothing left for him there. No ties he hasn’t already cut. No words he hasn’t already said. No illusion worth preserving.

He walks out of the main house without looking back, the doors closing behind him with a finality that ...