Ocean's POV
"Have you read the story Romeo and Juliet?"
"Who hasn't?" I snort and Meo shakes his head at me, a small smile on his lips as I cover my mouth.
We have been driving for little over an hour now, and from what I've seen, this place is just something else. It was truly a city that was known for its beauty.
The way the people carried their language and culture with pride, each word rolling confidently off their tongues. They took extra care of their appearance, not one face made of sloppy paint, not one hair strand out of perfection. Suits tailored by the best, dresses designed to the thread.
It was obvious we were riding through a more luscious side of town.
"Well today I'll be taking you to Juliet's house." He says and I gape. "Well, her balcony but still." I chuckle,
