The Rooftop Revelation
"Architect Zara escapes to her building's rooftop to clear her mind. When she finds Imran—a fellow resident—already there with the same idea, they discover that the best views come with company."
The Rooftop Revelation
"This spot is taken."
Zara looked at the man sprawled on the rooftop. "There's literally an entire roof."
"And this is the best corner." Imran grinned. "You can share. If you're quiet."
"What if I'm not?"
"Then we'll argue. That could be fun too."
They argued. About architecture, politics, the best biryani in London. Their rooftop debates became legendary—neighbors complained about laughter at midnight.
"Why do you come up here?" Zara asked.
"To breathe. To think." He looked at her. "Now, to see you."
"That's—"
"Honest." He stepped closer. "I've been falling for you between arguments. Should I stop?"
"Please don't."
He kissed her under the London skyline—their city, their moment.
"This is unexpected," she admitted.
"This is inevitable." He held her close. "Build something with me, Zara. Not buildings. Life."
The wedding was on that rooftop—where else?
The marriage had the best foundation either architect could design.