The Mirror of Soul stars over the sky

The city stretched endlessly in every direction — towers of glass, glowing signs, headlights like fireflies in the distance. The wind was cool and sharp, carrying the scent of rain and midnight.

she sat on the edge of the rooftop, legs dangling dangerously over the side, her sapphire gown bunched around her, feet bare, hair tangled by the breeze. She looked like a painting — wild, defiant, beautiful

Adrien Gilbert ML

(climbed up beside her, two cups of cheap instant coffee in hand.)

Adrien Gilbert ML

Not exactly champagne, but it’s honest

Samaira Sterling FL

(smiling, taking a cup) Honesty tastes better than diamonds

They sat in silence for a while, the hum of the city filling the space between them.

Samaira Sterling FL

(looked up)

Adrien Gilbert ML

(Looking at her ) stars barely visible through the city haze

Samaira Sterling FL

I Used to dream about this, you know? Sitting on a rooftop with no one telling me what to do, what to wear, who to marry… just… existing.

Adrien Gilbert ML

(quietly) You’re not just existing right now, Aurora. You’re alive.

Samaira Sterling FL

(Turned to him, her green eyes shining in the flickering city lights.)

Samaira Sterling FL

And you? What do you dream about, bookstore boy? (Take a sip from cup)

Adrien Gilbert ML

I Dream of disappearing too. Taking that old van Noah’s fixing up, loading it with books, driving wherever the road ends. No suits. No fake smiles. Just… stories.

Samaira Sterling FL

(Smiled softly, resting her head on his shoulder.) You’re the first real person I’ve met in years.

Adrien Gilbert ML

(half-laughing) Yeah well… we poor folks don’t have time for pretending. (Sip of coffee)

They watched the city in silence again. Somewhere far below, a siren wailed. The world kept spinning.

Samaira Sterling FL

(softly) I should go back soon. Before they send out a search party with pitchforks and scandal headlines.

Adrien Gilbert ML

Or… don’t.

Samaira Sterling FL

(Looked up at him — really looked.)

Samaira Sterling FL

What if I did stay? Just… disappeared for good. Would you help me vanish, Adrien?

Adrien Gilbert ML

(Swallowed, the weight of the moment sinking in)

Adrien Gilbert ML

Yeah. I would. (take a sip again)

Samaira Sterling FL

( grinned, a little wild, a little broken.) Good. Because I think I just found my escape plan.

He leaned in — not quite a kiss, not yet, but something electric flickered between them.

Noah hart ml friend

(from below) hey Hey lovebirds! If you’re gonna elope, at least leave me the keys to the shop!

They both laughed.

For the first time in her life, miss Sterling wasn’t a Sterling. She was just a girl on a rooftop, with a boy, and a cup of bad coffee — and it felt like the whole universe belonged to her.

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