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08-Breakfast, Pizzas, Crazy Crushes. 

Author: S.C. Tamara
last update Last Updated: 2024-03-06 21:35:52

OLIVIA

The morning sun cast a gentle glow over the villa's poolside terrace, and I found myself waking up to a brand new day, wrapped in the lingering magic of the night before. Matteo's touch on my shoulder stirred me, his voice softly breaking the silence.

"Olivia, it's morning."

Blinking away the remnants of sleep, I stretched and yawned. In a daze, I mumbled, "Morning already?" still lost in the haze between dreams and reality. I looked around and realized we fell asleep beside the pool.

Matteo chuckled, a warmth in his eyes. "Time flies when you're having fun. It's 7:00 am."

I inwardly groaned.

As we both rose from the makeshift bed, – or you could say the heavy blanket that served as insulation, the reality of the impending departure hung in the air.

"We should probably get ready to leave," Matteo suggested, his reluctance mirroring my own.

I sighed, "Do we have to? This place is like a freaking dream."

He smiled, his eyes holding a shared sentiment. "As much as I'd love to sta
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