te walk into the club, standing at the superiore, in alto of the spiral staircase, watching her give instructions to the few other employees that occupy the floor. te reach up and touch the cuore collana she gave you, unsure of what you’re about to do. Your cuore hurts just thinking about it, but it’s the right thing to do, isn’t it? No one is going to accept te two and te can’t take the stress of being rejected da everyone te know and love. te slowly make your way down the stairs, steadying yourself on the handrail. te stop at the bar, waiting for her to turn around.

“Hey you,” she says,...

te walk in the front door and before te can close it, she’s standing in front of you.

“Traffic on the way home from school,” she says.

“Yeah, mom,” te say, rolling your eyes and walking past her into the kitchen. te weren’t in the mood for her games, te just wanted to mostra up long enough for her to get off your case and let te go see Alex again.

“I know te weren’t at Summer’s last night,” she calls from the foyer as she comes to meet te in the kitchen.

“Oh really now,” te say, pulling out the arancia, arancio succo, succo di frutta and taking a drink, not even bothering with a glass.

“Marissa,...

te wake up, blinded da the light coming in through the curtains. te don’t open your eyes because te feel arms wrapped around te and you’re scared you’d wake whoever it is. Instead, te sigh and curl up closer, trying to fall back asleep. For some reason, te feel good about yourself, even though te can’t remember where te are, because te know it’s not home. te decide te should probably figure that out, so te open your eyes a little and see the blonde hair that’s across your shoulder and smile. te know exactly where you’re at, and it makes te all warm again. te lean...