I stare at them.
They stare back.
River smiles faintly.
“Trust me.”
“That would be worse.”
I sigh.
“Fine.”
Logan grins.
“Good choice.”
I walk across the rooftop.
The wind is softer now.
The city lights stretch endlessly in every direction.
Wren hears my footsteps and turns slightly.
“You survived the team interrogation?”
“Barely.”
She smiles faintly.
“They seem… fun.”
“That’s one word for it.”
She looks back at the skyline.
For a moment, neither of us speaks.
Then she says quietly—
“I keep thinking about what would have happened if we were ten minutes later.”
“We weren’t.”
“But we almost were.”
I lean beside her on the railing.
“That’s not how tonight ended.”
“No.”
She exhales slowly.
“I’ve spent most of my career behind a screen.”
“Tonight was different.”
