Omerta’s POV
I didn’t remember ever sleeping this well. I was at peace, safely enveloped in a warm, spicy scent. Even subconsciously, I knew, that he was there with me throughout the night, sitting at that same one-hand distance, in that same position, for hours.
It was sometime early in the morning that he left, and as glad as I was for his presence through the night, I was even more thankful that he was gone in the morning. I had no idea how I would have been able to face him in the morning, and wake up next to him, especially since so much had happened in such a short time.
Our talk was the sole reason I was back here. Back at school.
"You know you can skip school," Giovanni said, still surprised that I wanted to get back to school so early.
The whole Agosti clan was surprised at t
