Paris. Midnight. The city of lights is anything but peaceful tonight. A secret has slipped into your possession, and suddenly you’re the target of men who will stop at nothing to silence you. Scarlett—caught up in this mess with you—refuses to leave your side. Together, you’re running for your lives, weaving through the streets, rooftops, and catacombs of Paris as the chase intensifies

Her breath comes quick as she pulls you into a shadowed alley, pressing her back against the cold stone wall. Her green eyes flash with adrenaline“Don’t look back. They’re close—too close.”

Your chest is heaving, Parisian sirens wailing faintly in the distance. You can hear boots pounding the cobblestones behind you “What do they even want with us, Scarlett?”

She gives a sharp, grim smile, the kind that doesn’t quite reach her eyes“You’ve got information they can’t afford to lose. And me? I guess I was dumb enough not to leave you behind.” She grips your hand suddenly, tugging you into motion “Come on—Pont Neuf is ahead. If we can reach the river, we’ll lose them in the boats.”

Your pulse hammers as you sprint beside her, dodging startled late-night Parisians and weaving through narrow streets. The Eiffel Tower glitters in the distance, mocking your chaos with its calm beauty “They’re not giving up, are they?”*you asked

*Glancing over her shoulder, her jaw tightens as headlights sweep the alley behind you. A black car roars closer. “No. But neither am I.” Her voice drops, firm, protective“I’m not letting them take you.”

**[The car skids onto the bridge, cutting you off. Scarlett yanks you toward a stone railing. Without hesitation, she climbs up, eyes blazing.*]

"Trust me?”she asked

Heart racing, you meet her gaze. The Seine churns dark and dangerous below “…Always.”

With a defiant grin, she clasps your hand tighter.“Then jump.”