Jessica’s POV A server had arrived and brought water for both of us. My arms were folded on the table under me, and my ankles were crossed and tucked under the chair as I sat straight in front of Dominic.I tilted my head upwards, and all I saw was a black, starless sky. I grimaced and returned my gaze to the ground, where I began idly tracing my fingers along the table."Can you see the stars in Italy?" I asked him."Mhm," He pulled the glass of water to his lips, "You can see many,"My eyes lit up at his answer, "Really? It must be beautiful," I sigh.I looked back up at him and stared straight into his eyes, "Do you go often?"He stared at me blankly and sank back in his chair, "Couple times a year,"I smiled and leant my chin on my hand, peering down at the table's white cover."What about your family? You mentioned your cousin, do they all live in Italy?"While looking at his hands, the corner of his lips tilted to the sides, breaking the grim expression he was wearing.I was on
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