Elena

Dropping the phone, my eyes was still completely enraged and my breathing was raged.

How fucking dare she stalk me here in Italy? And how the fuck wasn’t I aware that she was such a fucked up person. My mood was completely ruined and I would want nothing other than finding myself back in bed.

I anchored my eyes upwards, hearing the footsteps falling into my hearing.

A cup of ice tea was dropped on the table with Emily taking her seat, her words echoed out. “What got you so ruffled up? They didn’t have the one you wanted.” Her eyes falling on the cup of ice tea and...