Jack stood at the edge of the rooftop garden, staring into the horizon where city lights melted into stars. A light breeze moved through the jasmine and lavender lining the railings, calming yet electric. Behind him, Sarah stood quietly, holding a folded piece of paper.
"You’ve been distant today," she said, her voice soft.
Jack didn’t turn. "Not distant. Just... thoughtful."
Sarah walked closer, slipping her hand into his. "You’re never this quiet unless you’re about to change the world again."
He chuckled. "Maybe this time, I’m just trying to change mine."
She tilted her head. "Jack?"
He turned fully now, pulling a small black velvet box from his pocket. "I’ve changed cities. Systems. Legacies. But the only thing I’ve never tried to change... is us."
Sarah’s breath caught.
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