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143 - ROWDINESS

Author: Krystal Key
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-22 07:42:55

I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen so many people in one place.

CHERYL'S POV

Florence, with all its charm and elegance, had always felt like a city out of a dream. For the past three months, Aiden and I had slipped into the softest kind of peace—one draped in sunshine and silence. Mornings were spent in his oversized villa with its stone archways and sun-drenched courtyards, afternoons curled up in the library or our garden, and evenings swimming under the stars in our private pool. It had become a routine of softness.

But tonight?

Tonight the city pulsed with life.

Music spilled from street corners, laughter echoed from every direction, and the sky glowed with lanterns that floated lazily into the heavens like paper wishes. The town festival had turned Florence into a carnival of light and sound. The streets were so full it was like the whole country had come out to celebrate.

“Don’t let go of my hand,” Aiden warned, his fingers gripping mine tightly.

“Yes, Dad,” I teased, bu
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