ELENA

“Asshole,” I muttered as he shut the door behind him.

I got up from the bed, went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up.

I returned back to my room, checked my phone only to realize I hadn’t answered Alex's last text.

“No.” I replied to his last text asking if Alessandro was with me. I don’t know where this is leading to. But I will play along. I am bored as hell.

“Want to meet up for coffee tomorrow?” His text came instantly like he’s been on his phone waiting for my reply.

I smiled to myself. I wasn’t busy tomorrow. I hadn’t painted in a while, I...