Caught between

In the city, everyone wants something. Power. Status. Love. Scott just wanted a normal life—but the city never gives normal to people like him. He met Arielle first. Arielle was polished in a way money couldn’t fully explain—soft smiles, perfectly timed laughter, always dressed like she stepped out of a lifestyle magazine without trying. Old money. Penthouse views. A life mapped out since childhood. She liked calm evenings, rooftop dinners, and pretending the city wasn’t constantly screaming beneath her feet. Then there was Nyah. Nyah didn’t hide what she was. New money. Nightlife. Edge. Black lace, silver chains, headphones always hanging around her neck. She lived fast and loud, like the city owed her something—and maybe it did. She thrived in neon lights and after-hours lounges, laughed at danger, and never apologized for taking up space.