MARCUS POV

The day following the rally appeared like a tranquil aftermath of charged emotions. The atmosphere was chilly and still, as if the planet waited in anticipation after our achievement. I stood next to the window overlooking the garden; my mind still teemed with vigor from yesterday's event. Our demonstration proved an immense victory that underscored both our resolution and solidarity.

Elena accompanied me, her calm aura unchanged. Her hair was disheveled from resting and she held a teacup emitting steam in the chilly atmosphere.

Her voice soft and warm, she greeted him with a "good morning."

I responded, facing her. "Good morning. How do you feel today after...