THE SOUND OF laughter and music were dying down on thousandth floor, the party breaking up by bits and pieces as even the rowdiest guest finally stumbled into the elevators and down on their homes. the floor-to-ceiling Windows were squares of velvety darkness, though in the distance the sun was quietly rising, the skyline turning over and pink and soft shimmering gold.

And then a scream cut abruptly through the silence as a girl fell toward the ground, her body falling everywhere faster through the cool predawn air.

In just three minutes, the girl would collide with the unforving cement of East Avenue. But now - her hair whipped up like a banner, the silk dress snapping around the curves of her body, her bright red mouth frozen in a perfect O of shock --- now, in this instant, she was more beautiful than she had ever been. they say that before death. people's lives flash before their eyes. but as the ground rushed ever faster toward her, the girl could think only of the past few hours, the path she'd take that ended here. if only she hasn't talked to him. if only she hasn't been so foolish. if only she hasn't gone up there in the first place.

When the dock monitor found what remained of her body and shakily pumped in a report of the incident, all he knew was that the girl was the first person fall from the tower in its twenty-five years. he didn't know who she was, or how she'd gotten outside.

he didn't know whether she'd fallen, or been pushed, or whether--- crushed by the weight of unspoken secrets --- she'd decided to jump.

two months earlier

"I HAD A great time tonight," Zay Wagner said as he walked Avery fuller to the door of her family's penthouse. they'd been down at the New York Aquarium on the 830th floor, dancing in the soft glow of the fish tanks and familiar faces. Not that Avery cared much about the aquarium. But as her friend Erika always said, a party was a party, right?

"Me too." Avery tilted her bright blond head toward the retinal scanner, and the door unlocked. she offered Day a smile. "Night."

He reached for her hand.

"I was thinking maybe I could come in? Since your parents are away and everything..."

" I'm sorry," Avery mumbled, hiding her annoyance with a fake yawn. He'd been finding excuses to touch her all right;

she should have seen this coming. " I'm exhausted."

"Avery." Day dropped her hand and took a step back, running his fingers through his hair. "We've been doing this for weeks now. Do you even like me?"

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Avery opened her mouth, then fell silent. she had no idea what to say.

something flickered over Zay's expression--- irritation? confusion "Got it. I'II see you later." He retreated to the elevator, then turned back, his eyes traveling over her once more. " You look really beautiful tonight" he added. The elevator doors closed behind him with a click.

Avery sighed and stepped into the grand entryway of her apartment. Back before she was born,when the tower was under construction, her parents had bid aggressively to get this place ---- the entire top floor, with the only two-story foyer in the entire structure. they were proud of this entryway, but Avery

hated it: the hollow way it made her footsteps echo, the glinting mirrors on every surface. She couldn't look anywhere without

seeing her reflection.

she kick off her heels and walked barefoot toward her

room, leaving the shoes in the middle of the hallway. Someone

would pick them up tomorrow, one of the bots, or sarah, if she

actually showed up on time.

Poor Zay. Avery did like him: he was funny in a loud, fuzzy

way that made her laugh. But she just didn't feel anything when they kissed.

But the only boy Avery did want to kiss was the one she never, ever could.

she stepped into her room and heard the soft him as the room comp whizzed to life, scanning her vitals and adjusting the temperature accordingly. An ice water appeared on the table next to her

antique four-poster bed ---- probably because of the champagne still turning in her empty stomach, though Avery didn't bother asking.

After Atlas skipped town, she'd disabled the voice function on the comp.He'd been the one to set it on the British accent and name it

Jenkins. talking to Jenkins without him was too depressing.

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