Author’s Point Of View

Zerina stared at him as though he had suddenly sprouted another head.

“Do something thrilling? What could possibly be more thrilling than watching the sky from up here?” she asked, honestly bewildered. To her, this was already more than enough. She couldn’t imagine anything surpassing this moment—climbing onto the rooftop, resting in her boyfriend’s arms, and admiring the soft, fading colors of the evening sky as they slowly dissolved into grey. It felt ...