Anya — Vyas

They stayed on the roof until the sky turned the color of a bruise healing. Then Anya texted Dev the address, and she walked Mira down six flights of stairs, one step at a time.

And there, sitting on the ledge, was Mira. Red coat, even in July. anya vyas

Anya looked away first. Always look away. They stayed on the roof until the sky