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MARI
When we finally got around to walking home, it was fully dark outside. Just before the clearing that housed my family’s homestead, where a yard light was blazing, Zac and I stopped at some trees that were shrouded in darkness. There, we kissed and hugged for at least another five minutes before I reluctantly pulled away from him and waved goodbye.
He smiled warmly and waved back, already stepping in reverse to head home.
I was so giddy and drunk on happy vibes that I forgot to be cautious; I hurried inside without a care in the world, only to plow to a stop when I found Camilo sitting at the kitchen bar, drinking.
With Enzo.
“Well, look what the cat dragged in,” Enzo greeted with a wolfish smile as he stumbled off the stool where he’d been sitting beside my cousin and started
