Chapter 4 — Rooftop Reflections

Lily

Lily stepped into the elevator, her fingers tightening around the strap of her bag as the faint hum of the machinery filled the silence. Max’s suggestion about the rooftop deck had lingered in her mind like an unwelcome guest. She told herself she was just killing time, that it wasn’t curiosity—or him—that had drawn her here. But as the elevator ascended, a flicker of unease curled in her stomach. What if he was still there? Did she want to see him again, or was solitude the reprieve she craved?