The agency was quiet, like a graveyard.
For the past few days, the halls had echoed with nothing but her own footsteps, well people are around but she felt alone.
The mission Skye had taken left more than just an empty chair; it left a silence Arianna didn't quite know what to do with. She missed the late-night conversations in the surveillance van, the unspoken support they offered each other during tight operations, even the sarcastic remarks Skye muttered under her breath during briefings. The ice cream dates and sleepovers, the inside jokes and how much they love tasting new cakes while pretending they were a new couple about to get married.
