The Morning View

When the city finally cooled down, Mina still went upstairs every night, because the view was better with him in it. There was still plenty they had not solved, but joy had a way of making brave people out of both of them. They did not need a perfect plan anymore. They needed the next laugh, the next honest sentence, the next excuse to stay beside each other a little longer. And when the morning finally arrived, it did not feel like the end of a wild night. It felt like the first page of something they were finally ready to read out loud.…