Edith

I find something moving on my cheek. Getting disturbed I stir and try to get rid of the obstruction. My hand comes in contact with another hand bigger and rough unlike my soft and small ones. Was this a play of some kind of evil spirit? I woke from sleep with a jerk like a zombie and looked around with frightened eyes. In front of me was Allesandro gazing down at me curiously in a controlled simper.

"What was that Edith, evil spirit?" I narrowed my eyes at him acting innocent. "What evil spirit?" He looks sideways towards the wall to low chuckles and then looks back at me...