Chapter One: Fragments of Silence

Tue, 17 Sep 2024 19:06:06 +0000

The sun dipped low over the London skyline, casting long shadows across the bustling café. The air was rich with the aroma of roasted coffee beans and the soft hum of chatter filled the room. George Finch sat with his back to the wall, observing the bustling scene before him. The meeting with William had been brief, and his mind drifted to the suggestion that had gnawed at him since. “Talk to a psychologist,” William had urged, his tone half-joking, half-serious. “You can’t keep bottling everything up.”