Chapter 15 - A New Horizon
One year to the night after Victor had stumbled through her apartment door with a devastating slash across his ribs, Clara stood on the private stone balcony of the restored estate overlooking the sparkling city lights.
The air smelled faintly of cedarwood cologne and crisp autumn rain. Footsteps echoed softly behind her, followed by the familiar, comforting warmth of a heavy wool coat draped gently over her shoulders.
Victor stepped up beside her, looking out over the skyline that they had both fought so hard to reclaim. There were no armed guards standing watch at the door, no sirens echoing from the dark streets below, and no shadows left to fear.
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"You know," Clara said with a soft, genuine smile, turning to face him, "for a one-hundred-dollar consultation fee, I think I gave you quite a discount."
Victor smiled back—a warm, complete expression that chased away every remaining shadow of his ruthless past—and pulled her close. "Best investment I ever made, Doctor."
