DANTE’S POVI watched Ava play in the lake, her red curls loose around her shoulders, blazing beneath the sunlight like living fire. The sight of her was almost unreal.She wore a white traditional gown gifted by one of the village women. The fabric clung softly to her figure, flowing around her like water itself. It looked as though it had been made solely for her, because no one else could have worn it with such effortless beauty.She spun through the shallow water, laughing softly to herself while the ends of her dress darkened from the lake, sticking delicately to her skin.“Come join me,” Ava called, turning toward me with a grin.I shook my head, leaning back against the rock behind me. “I’m fine here. I like watching you.”“Please, Dante,” she pleaded, pouting dramatically. “The water’s warm, and we could actually have fun together for once.”I huffed a quiet laugh.She knew exactly how to get what she wanted from me.With a reluctant sigh, I pushed myself off the ground and wa
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