Georgia stepped onto the balcony, the evening breeze sweeping her loose curls gently across her face. The stars blinked in the navy sky above her, and the city lights glittered below like a thousand tiny diamonds. She leaned on the railing, taking a deep breath of the cool air.
Behind her, she heard Lucian’s footsteps.
“You wanna sit out here for a bit?” she asked, turning her head slightly.
Lucian’s hands were in his pockets, but his eyes softened as he nodded. “Yeah. Some air sounds good.”
They both stood at the railing, side by side, the silence between them stretching but never breaking. It was the kind of silence that said everything, comfortable and full.
Georgia exhaled slowly, her voice low. “About your fiancée…”
Lucian turned to look at her, his profile sharp under the soft
