Addie leads Henry through a nondescript steel door and down into a hidden, abandoned subway tunnel turned secret club called the Fourth Rail. Henry is wary and disoriented by the descent, but Addie is exhilarated by the city’s concealed spaces and by having found this one herself.

Inside, the club is a vibrating crush of bodies, strobe lights, and twin electric guitars. At the bar, Addie orders vodka shots for both of them. As they drink, the bartender silently pours a third shot for free and watches them go, leaving Addie with a fleeting, unsettled sense of being seen before the feeling is blurred by noise and alcohol.

Addie and Henry push into the crowd and dance as the music reverberates through the tunnel. A teenage singer takes the spotlight with a feral, spellbinding voice, and Addie briefly thinks of Luc and forces herself to stop searching for him in the dark. She focuses instead on Henry—catching an instant of profound sadness in his face before he smiles at her again—and loses herself in the rush of being with someone real who stays.

When the heat and crush become too much, Addie finds a side exit and they climb to the surface, laughing into the cool March night. A sudden downpour soaks them immediately, and instead of running for cover, they embrace the storm. Seeing Henry drenched and vividly alive makes Addie realize how unlike Luc he is, and she kisses Henry, then pulls him toward the train.

Back at Henry’s apartment, they tumble inside and have sex, urgent and joyful, with Addie repeatedly asking Henry to say her name and reveling that he can. Afterward, as Henry drifts to sleep, Addie quietly begs him not to forget her, and when he murmurs in confusion, she whispers the truth into the dark: “Me.”