Ella’s POVThe place was beautiful. An open field by a creek, surrounded by trees, with colorful tents scattered here and there. Marcus and I had arrived early with our usual group of friends. The crew was already buzzing, lighting the campfire, setting up tents, and swatting at mosquitoes.“Someone hand me the bug spray before these things carry me off!” Margaret shouted, flailing her arms while trying to set up a tent with Dean.“It’s in the blue backpack, top pocket,” I called back, laughing as I helped Chloe gather dry twigs for the fire.“Thanks, queen! If I survive ‘til tomorrow, I owe you a beer.”“You can pay up now, I’m taking it,” I teased, picking up a thicker branch from the ground.Marcus was crouched by the fire with Henry, trying to keep the flames alive. He looked relaxed, laughing, cracking jokes, as if everything was perfect.“Love, grab the bigger lighter from my backpack for me?” he asked without looking.I went to his backpack and pulled out the lighter. For a spl
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