Adriano

“You’re back,” Azalea said when she saw me walk into the room. The anger that had been burning inside me suddenly went away when I saw her beautiful smile.

“Is she sleeping?”

“Yes, Amira was very tired from the long trip.”

Azalea got up from the bed and walked over to me. “Who were those people downstairs?”

“They’re nobody important,” I answered, walking away from her question. I sat down on the sofa and felt so tired. “Come here, love.”

Azalea looked at me for a moment. I knew she wanted to know what happened, but I didn’t want to talk about it right now.

I gently pulled her...