ENZO DE-LUCA.There was a pause. The typing bubble blinked, disappeared, then returned. Her text came in immediately.Little flame💕: Good. Cuz I want you to.I laughed under my breath, quiet, a little bitter, a little wrecked. The tension in me was a wire pulled too tight.Could we just keep texting like this until I have to pick her up?Me: I’m going to. *kissy emoji* I shouldn’t have let you go when I did. I should have insisted and brought you home with me.There was a long moment before her dots appeared again, and I braced myself for her reply.Little flame💕: Was it that hard? Letting me go?Her words hit me like a slow, deliberate touch, and my breath came in shorter, shallow gasps. I stared at the message, jaw clenched, every image of her pressing back into my thoughts.The way her hand held onto mine during the drive, the way we’d both sang to Taylor Swift, the way her eyes darted to my lips but she had kissed my cheeks instead before she said goodbye.I knew it. She knew th
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