Aziz remained seated under the tree for a few more minutes, staring at the starry sky. The two pale moons shone silently, watching him with a distant, almost mocking serenity. He let out a deep sigh, running his hand over his face, trying to organize his thoughts — but all he managed to do was laugh at himself.
"Being kissed twice in such a short time... it's much more than my entire past life, hahaha."
He remembered the taste of Sofia's lips — sweet, soft, gentle. Then came the fierce heat of Zia's kiss, so fiery and possessive. His mind was still tangled with everything that had happened, but one thing was certain: that night would never be forgotten.
