**Elena**
“Come down from there. This instant!” Xavier snapped, voice sharp.
Trisha didn’t move. Instead, she swayed on the thin ledge of the rooftop, a bitter smile tugging at her lips.
The wind whipped through her long hair, and for a moment, I felt like I was going to be sick. My hands shook, and I pressed them to my chest.
What am I supposed to do? My heart was beating too fast.
What if she slips? What if this ends badly?
I glanced at Xavier. His jaw was clenched tight, But he didn’t move closer.
"I’ll count to three," he warned, "Come down, Trisha. We can settle this."
“Settle this?” She gave a sharp, bitter laugh. “Will you be with me, Xavy baby? Will you stay?” Her voice rose higher, desperate. “Will you choose me? Just this once?”
My throat tightened. The sting of tears
