We stayed for a couple of hours until midnight. And it is because Camila was so in love with the beauty of the moon. I liked her for years, and I didn't know that she liked it most than the sun. I was surprised when she murmured about it while staring at it for a long.
"Look how dark it is, but still managed to look so beautiful," She chuckled with a smile on her face as if she was enjoying a view of it rather than the city under us, "I am sure that you don't know that I like the moon more than your sun," Camila said, playfully. And she glanced at me with those ocean eyes as the moon reflected on it, "Admit it, you silly. I might say that I am beautiful every morning doesn't mean I love the sun more." She added as she let out a soft chuckle.
"Tsk! Yeah, I thought you liked the sun mor
