Come, but leave Keira out of this," Jace cut in, his voice steady but tense.

Tanya laughed. “Are you scared I’ll drag her down with me?”

Of course, he was scared. And honestly, so was I. I’d already figured out she was going to try and use me or Matthew as leverage. Now, it was obvious.

“This has nothing to do with Keira,” Jace said, trying to keep things calm.

“Nothing to do with her?” Tanya’s voice cracked. “Everything I wanted—she ruined it all!”

Her words were filled with desperation. She glared at me like I was the villain in her story. “Keita, are you coming over here or not? If you don’t, I’m jumping.”

Yeah, I wasn’t moving. No way I was letting her pull me into her mess. Even with the safety nets below, I wasn’t about to gamble with my life for her. And for what? To die because of her drama? Please. People would probably say I had it coming. “Why should I care if you jump?” I shot back, smirking.

Everything went dead silent. Even the firefighters froze. One of them muttered, “Don’t provoke her.”

Tanya’s face twisted—she hadn’t seen that coming. She thought we were all scared, that we’d play her game. She didn’t expect me to be this… icy.

“Keira Kay, this is all your fault!” she screamed.

“You stole my fiancé, and now you’re acting like the victim? Seriously, Tanya Twain, where do you get off?” I shot back, my voice steady as I took slow steps forward.

“If Jace really loved you, he wouldn’t have been with me,” Tanya spat, not even a hint of shame.

I glanced at Jace, whose face was pale, his jaw tight.

“Yeah, well, I never claimed he loved me. I lost him to you a long time ago. Is that why you dragged me up here? To rub it in?”

Jace shot me a look, clearly shocked. Tanya, caught off guard too, just stood there, speechless.

For a second, the whole rooftop was still. Then, suddenly, she let out a piercing scream.