Chapter 8: This Is Just the Beginning, Right?

Lily's POV

October night in New York. Cool. Quiet.

We climb to the theater roof.

City lights glow below. I can still hear the party inside, but up here it's just us.

"Back there, those three seconds of silence? I thought I'd bombed."

"That wasn't hate. That was people trying to process what...

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