Danica
Spending the weekend with Ignazio has been the best decision of my life so far.
I take that back, it’s the second-best decision. Going on the Rome trip with my friends, where I met Ignazio, was the first-best decision. I look back on that day and I thank the stars.
We were both outside today, lounging on a wide-spread duvet in the sun-drenched garden. I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me.
The warm rays of the sun danced across my skin, and the sweet scent of blooming flowers filled the air.
Ignazio was beside me, his eyes closed, his face relaxed. I watched him, feeling a surge of affection for this beautiful, complicated man.
He had dismissed his guards from the premises, leaving only the two of us enjoying our quiet time.
As I gazed at him, I fel
