THE black luxury sedan glided into the parking lot of Per Se, its polished surface gleaming under the soft glow of the morning lights. Inside the car, Oswald sat silently, his sharp gaze fixed ahead, his mind detached from the social expectations that awaited him. Nathan sat beside him, glancing between Oswald and the building, mentally preparing for the routine.

The car came to a smooth halt. Without a word, Nathan stepped out, moving with precision to Oswald's side. He opened the door with deference, and Oswald exited the vehicle, adjusting his sleek tailored suit as the busy morning air kissed his skin.

They began walking toward the restaurant entrance...