Bianca

This weekend with Carlo had been magical, but it was Monday morning and time to get back to reality. I had to get to class and work on my paper. I had finally figured out a thesis—way past the deadline, but better late than never. It came to me on a whim, and when I thought about my topic, I couldn’t help but flash my mind to Alessandro. Everything about him wasn’t logical, from the way he kissed me to the way he was completely different from his brothers. 

My phone chimed, and I expected it to be Carlo wishing me well this morning like he did every morning....