Chapter 9

She must be crazy-- NO. She is crazy! She even thought Matteo was like a drug, and she would go crazy if she couldn't taste it. Just what the heck? She couldn't believe herself thinking that craziness!

"Ahhhhh ..." Sunday pulled her hair while kicking on her bed.

"What's going on with you?" Shaina asked as she came out of the bathroom. They just arrived from the bar.

Sunday sat on the bed and faced Shaina who was drying her hair with a towel.

"You look like a witch," Shaina laughed."What now? I assume you're gonna tell me something-- Woah, I knew it! I'm right, right?" Shaina teasingly moves her brows up and down.

"Slap me," Sunday said and like a fool, she move her face closer to Shaina's.

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"Slap you?"

She tapped her right cheek. "Here, slap me."

Shaina raised her hand and tapped her lightly on the cheek. And when she felt it, she again dropped her body on her bed, straight. She's crazy! She's doomed.

"Don't tell me, you and Matteo did it again?"

Sunday immediately sat down when S