Aria’s pov The balcony is glowing with fairy lights as the city is humming far below us. And the table Noah and Luca set up looks like something out of a magazine. My chest feels so heavy, watching all of this. "Sit," Noah says, pulling out the chair between them. I sit and Luca immediately pushes a plate of cake toward me. "Before you say anything," Luca says, "yes, I made it. and no, you're not allowed to be mean about it." I laugh and cut a piece. The cake is actually good, it tastes so sweet and warm. "It's perfect," I tell him. He goes pink. "Liar." "Truth," Noah corrects, his knee brushing mine under the table. "Who would lie about cake?" We all laugh and start eating, or we try to. Mostly we just look at each other. "This is weird right?" I say. Both of them stop mid-bite. "What?" Luca asks. "Being on a date," I say, gesturing between the three of us. "With two guys. At the same time. It feels... weird." Noah leans back in his chair and studies
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