Elena smirked, her gaze lingering on Rose as the city’s heartbeat pulsed beneath them. "You brought me up here for the view?" "Maybe. Or maybe I wanted you somewhere no one could interrupt us." Rose raised a brow, her tone teasing yet edged with anticipation that seemed to thicken the air. The months of circling—furtive glances, fingertips brushing, laughter hiding promises—now condensed into this charged silence.

"You’re different up here," she murmured, searching Rose's eyes for permission. "Maybe I’ve just been waiting for the right place." The distance between them vanishes, a heat blooming that’s both exhilarating and terrifying. Elena’s fingers brush Rose’s jaw, their lips almost meeting, the tension electric—until the rooftop door bursts open, shattering the moment.

Man in Suit: New character—alert, secretive, with piercing eyes. "They’re here. We need to move." Rose blinks, confusion and shock battling in her expression. Elena drops her hand, her face hardening as she turns to the stranger, the silver case gleaming ominously in the rooftop light.

"You can’t just drop that on me and expect me to… what? Run off into the night with you?" "I know it’s insane. But if you stay here, you’ll never get another chance to know the truth—about me… about you." Rose's heartbeat hammers as the man in the suit glances nervously over his shoulder, the threat tightening around them. She feels the pull—dangerous, irresistible—rooting her in place when every instinct says to flee.

"Say I come with you… what happens next?" "Then we run. And when we stop… maybe I finally get to kiss you." Time seems to stop as Rose searches Elena’s face for lies and finds only the magnetic truth she’s tried to ignore. With trembling resolve, she closes Elena’s fingers around the antique key and whispers her answer. "Lead the way."

The suited man darts ahead, vanishing into the street as Elena and Rose burst forth, hearts pounding in tandem. Suddenly, a sleek black car screeches to a halt, its rear door swinging open. Inside, illuminated by the car’s interior light, sits a woman—identical to Rose in every detail, from the line of her jaw to the shade of her eyes. Rose’s Twin: New character—calm, enigmatic, her presence unsettling in its familiarity. "Took you long enough." Rose freezes, the night’s mysteries deepening, and Elena’s grip on the key tightens as the city seems to hold its breath, waiting for the next move.