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Allesio’s POV
The world always seemed quieter after midnight. Maybe it was the stillness of the air or the absence of people rushing to be somewhere. Or maybe it was the way Rosa’s breathing slowed, her chest rising and falling steadily beside me.
I laid on my back, staring at the ceiling of her room. She’d fallen asleep a few minutes ago, or at least I thought she had. Her head rested on my shoulder, her body curled into mine.
I wanted to enjoy the moment. I should have enjoyed the moment. But there was no room for peace when you were playing both sides.
Her warmth pulled me back to reality. Rosa shifted slightly, her hand brushing against my chest, and for a fleeting second, I wondered what it would be like to live a life where this wasn’t a job.
“You’re quiet tonight,” she mu
