Atop the towering edifice of the Milton Hotel, a structure that stretched fifty-three floors into the heavens, Haliya found herself gripping the hand of a young stranger, their connection formed in the crucible of the moment. The precipice of the rooftop, their vantage point, was a mix of trepidation and exhilaration, stirred further by the forceful gusts of wind that brushed against them.
Amid this intense amalgam of emotions, Haliya bore the weight of a crucial decision, questioning the wisdom of her choice to take the leap. Yet, her resolve remained steadfast, a resolute determination to see this daring act to its conclusion. A shadowy pursuer, a figure trailing them from behind, observed their daring defiance from a distance, his presence a challenge, daring them to take that leap of
