The Purrfect Love Story
The verse started, and I went first, voice low but steady:
“If tomorrow’s the end of the world, I wanna be next to you…”
Carolina’s voice joined mine, soft and sweet, tinged with her accent:
“If the sky falls down, if the sun burns out, I wanna die with a smile on my face…”
The crowd leaned in, a few swaying their drinks. Carolina started laughing halfway through the second chorus when I missed a note completely, and soon I joined in. We were off-key, totally unsynchronized, but completely locked in with each other.
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