ANDI
It was already dark outside when we both decided to go down from the attic. I can't help but smile to myself whenever I came to think about what Marco and I did in the attic. We cuddle, snuggle, and make out like a teenager. As if it's our own little bubble. Our own world that only revolves around us. I wasn't aware that I'm already sighing loudly, not until Marco point it out.
"That was deep," he commented.
I quickly turned my eyes on him, and I was stunned when I found him staring at me. "W-What?" I stuttered.
"You're sighing loudly. Is everything okay?"
"I-It's nothing. Come on, your fianceé has been looking all over for you," I changed the topic.
"Stop saying it like it that," he said.
"Like what?" I frowned.
"Like you're taking it against me. I don't get to have a say on
