This was my first time in K City. The capital carried a deep sense of history, yet at the same time, it felt alive with progress. Old traditions and modern power seemed to exist side by side, shaping the atmosphere of the entire place.
But with such a large city came its own chaos. Traffic stretched across the roads, slowing everything down. Ashton kept one hand on the steering wheel while the other tapped lightly, a subtle sign of impatience he rarely showed.
I sat beside him, looking out the window. The streets, the buildings, the flow of people—it all passed by in a quiet blur. On the surface, I appeared calm, but inside, my nerves were not as steady. I had never met his aunt before, and stepping into her space felt like crossing into something important.
