My Mafia Mate
I felt a flutter of nerves in my stomach as I took a seat next to him on the blanket.
We lay side by side, gazing up at the night sky in comfortable silence for a while. The stars above us were a dazzling display, unobstructed by the city lights, and I couldn’t help but be captivated by their beauty.
I pointed to the sky, tracing the outline of constellations with my finger. “Look, Logan,” I said, my voice filled with wonder, “there’s Orion, and there’s Ursa Major. Oh, and over there, there’s Cassiopeia!”
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