PABLO
We watched together as the fireworks blew up in the sky of Rome, Italy. They created beautiful and colourful patterns, and this felt real that we were entering the New Year, and I was with the love of my life. She is lying between my legs, resting her head on my chest as we look to the city’s lighting up sky from our bubble. This is a beautiful scenery.
“Happy New Year, Cavalli,” She says, tilting her head up to look at me. I look down at her with a satisfied heart.
“Happy New Year, baby girl,”
I was about to kiss her when my phone rang and shortly her phone rang too. I groaned, feeling annoyed.
“We should have turned them off,” I whine, she giggles.
“I am glad we didn’t. It is Fiorella; she is video calling,” She says, checking her phone. She turns and faces the other wa
