No More Pretending
Laura's POV I had imagined this moment a hundred different ways. In none of them was I sitting on a hill overlooking the city, my lips still tingling from Daniel's kiss while my heart tried to escape through my chest. And somehow, that made it perfect. We sat in comfortable silence, watching the city below. My head rested against his shoulder while his arm remained wrapped securely around my waist. Time seemed to have stopped. The world continued somewhere beneath us, but up here, nothing existed except the two of us. For once, there were no contracts. No lies. No expectations. No grandmother plotting something. Just us. And somehow, that felt more frightening than anything else. "Daniel?" "Hmm?" "Can I ask you something personal?" He chuckled softly. "That depends." I lifted
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