Jordan Miller
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We'd been in Italy for three days, but Alessandro had only taken me out once.
Alessandro took me to a church.
Well, in his defense, it wasn't just any church. It was the Duomo Cathedral of Milan.
The building was impressive, to say the least, and quite beautiful for a Catholic church. Granted, it was a church that they spent over six centuries building, starting from 1386 to 1965, but I'd never been a big fan of religion.
The interior of Milan Duomo was a bit welcoming though. The beautiful colorful stained glasses depicted scenes from the bible, reflecting an ethereal light on the floor of the church.
The building was huge, so we spent a lot of time in it. Alessandro held my hand, held my waist, and put his hand around my shoulder during the tour he was giving me
