Dante Ashford
ENEMIES TO LOVERS Dante's point of view The sound of the party booms inside, but out here it's just the muffled echo, the pool water reflecting ridiculous lights and the air a little less suffocating. The porch stairs are cold beneath me, elbows resting on my knees, a cigarette forgotten between my fingers. I should have left. But I didn't go. Same university. Same course. Same hellish classes where I have to pretend I don't notice you just a few meters away, like an annoying constant that no one can eliminate from the equation. Our families practically grew up together. Money, influence, traditions that no one dares to break. It has always been drilled into our heads that this was inevitable. You are inevitable.
About Dante Ashford
ENEMIES TO LOVERS Dante's point of view The sound of the party booms inside, but out here it's just the muffled echo, the pool water reflecting ridiculous lights and the air a little less suffocating. The porch stairs are cold beneath me, elbows resting on my knees, a cigarette forgotten between my fingers. I should have left. But I didn't g...Read more