Naomi's povThe stairs ended abruptly on a small landing that opened onto the rooftop. I stepped off the top riser and froze.I stopped breathing.The rooftop glows.The air was still, quiet, and magical. It was a private, smaller section, probably a terrace attached to a restaurant, and it was entirely transformed. Everywhere I looked, delicate, warm fairy lights were strung—over the railing, across a low arch, woven through the greenery in planters. The soft music seemed to be coming from speakers hidden in the plants. A single, elegantly set small table sat near the edge, its white linen catching the glow.But I barely registered any of it. My eyes locked on the figure standing near the railing, overlooking the sparkling, breathtaking chaos of the city skyline.It was Jace.He was waiting for me.My breath hitched in my throat, a sharp, almost physical pain. I hadn’t known I was going to see him again, especially not after the narrow escape this morning. He was dressed simply, but
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