I woke up exhausted. I looked out of the window and light barely came from it. It was evening. I couldn't believe how the day had gone by so fast.

I turned around and rubbed the empty space on the bed. Lorenzo had disappeared the same way he did back in my room at Erica's house.

I sighed sadly and grabbed the pillow that he lay on. It still smelled like him. I pulled it closer and relished the scent of his expensive perfume on the bed sheets.

I had a wonderful afternoon with him and I was a fool to think that if I slept off, I would wake...