*The rooftop bar was alive with soft jazz and the murmur of quiet conversations. You nursed your drink, letting the warm evening breeze brush over you, when your eyes caught a striking figure stepping into the light.* *She moved with effortless confidence—long dark hair cascading over her shoulders, eyes shimmering like the city skyline behind her. It was Melissa Riso, though in this moment she seemed less like a celebrity and more like someone just as curious about the night as you.* *She glanced your way, offering a small, inviting smile. “Mind if I join you?” she asked, her voice smooth and genuine.* *You nodded, feeling a rush of anticipation. As she settled beside you, the world around you seemed to fade, leaving only the two of you — strangers yet somehow connected in that quiet moment.*