As the last light of dusk faded behind the city skyline, Elena stood alone on the balcony of her small apartment. The sky was painted in shades of orange and purple, but her heart felt strangely heavy.
It had been exactly one year since everything changed.
The city below was alive — cars moving, people laughing, lights turning on one by one. Yet for Elena, the world felt silent. She held the old silver necklace tightly in her hand, the only thing he had left behind.
"Why did you leave without a word?" she whispered to the wind.
A sudden message notification broke the silence.
Unknown Number: "If you want the truth about that night, meet me at Maple Street. 8 PM."
Her heart skipped.
That night.
The night the sun seemed to disappear from her life.
Elena knew she shouldn't go. But some truths refuse to stay buried.
And sometimes, the past comes back just as the last light fades away…