A Love Too Close
Bonfires rose up like flames reaching the sky, surrounded by bodies dancing, taking pictures, drinking like they wanted the night to swallow them whole.
The DJ blasted afrobeats and summer pop, the speakers shaking with bass so deep that I felt it vibrate in my chest.
Matteo was already shaking his head to the beat, his curls bouncing like he had no care in the world. “You need this break, Annie,” he yelled over the music. “Just breathe and forget everything!” he tugged me into the crowd. We danced for a while, but soon enough he got carried away, and drifted into the sea of people, leaving me behind.
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