Small town romance.
Chapter 1.
Night time. There was something about it, a sort of calming sensation, and whenever I gazed at the stars, it never failed to soothe my mind. The stars had no problems, no secrets, they just hover up there, like diamonds on a sheet of velvet.
Of course tonight I wasn’t stargazing. Instead, I lay on my bed, legs crossed and arms behind my head, staring at the creamy white ceiling above me. It was the middle of winter and I was on top of the covers in nothing but a