‘A night under the stars, and my head rests on Ezio’s chest. I can feel the slow rising and falling of his chest, and his hands gently trace their way through my hair. Each star we see that illuminates us just counts another reason as why I love him. He draws me closer as a cold breeze goes across our skin, the night colder despite it being summer. I share a content sigh with him. Later, he carries me to his bedroom, a birthday night of love and togetherness locking us together for eternity.’
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I apologise for the delay in this confession’s posting, dear confessor. I hope the edit I made makes up for the holdup. 😗
~ Signora Paola
