I lose myself following the rhythm of our kiss, until the distinguished sound of a photograph being captured reaches my ears, causing me to pull away from him.I look at him puzzled, and notice the slight smile on his face, with his phone in hand; that I didn't even notice when he had taken it. I am surprised to turn my eyes to the screen of the cell phone, and realize that he has taken a picture of us kissing."Wow, and that was why was that?," I question somewhat out of place."Because I wanted a picture with you," he admits. "And because I want everyone to see it."I feel blank.I try unsuccessfully to snatch his phone to find out what he's done, but in the attempt I manage to fleetingly glimpse that he's posted the photo, for God's sake."What did you do?" I question, perplexed. "Ale, what did you do?"I'm dumbfounded, unable to believe what he's done."Let them talk more, maybe that gives them enough to eat for the rest of the year," he says matter-of-factly."You are crazy!," I
"Tomorrow I'm going back to Florence," Alessandro suddenly declares."What?," I exclaim perplexed, turning my eyes towards him."Yes, and it's not because Karen's witch asked me to, but because I'm tired of this city.""But...""I'll wait for you in the car to get your luggage out," he interrupts me, and I pause for a moment to process what he told me."What? No." I deny immediately."What do you mean, no?" he questions, frowning."I still have a few days left here, and I don't want to leave," I explain, and it's true. "I want to spend my last few days here with my parents and my friends before I go back.""You will come with me, Claudia," he demands. "I've already waited too long for you in this place."Is he assuming that I will go with him without even consulting with me?"Alessandro, it's my rest too, remember? If you want to leave, go ahead, I don't object. But I won't go with you," I say reluctantly, it's already that's the last straw."Do you mean what you say or do you just wa
My head keeps spinning, the horrible dream I had again, along with the talk with my parents, have made me rethink so many things.Acknowledging for the first time that this situation is winning me over, and accepting that my relationship with Alessandro is wrong, feels overwhelming but at the same time so liberating.It's very difficult for me because I feel like I have to make a crucial decision regarding us that I'm not ready to face. I stopped caring about how I feel a long time ago and started prioritizing his well-being and feelings over my own, to make him or us happy.If we got to a certain point, it was because I allowed it too.Damn, and I love him. I love everything about that man, and sometimes I love his jealousy and possessiveness, but I don't like the way he wants to control every aspect of my life.I am now more aware than ever of everything that is wrong with our relationship and I know that when I get to Florence, nothing will ever be the same again.I can't deny that
I want to kill him, I promise.First, for being an asshole and then for making me feel this horrible way and with this horrible jealousy in the form of revenge.My face is anything but happy right now, and I bet I must not look at all pleasant when the blissful makeup artist lowers her gaze in shame when I connect with her.The sassy stylist whose name I'm not even privy to calls her to ask her to put some compact powder on the idiot's face to keep it from looking shiny in the photo.She stands in front of him, and as she picks up the brush to apply it to his face, it falls out of her hands because of nerves that he provokes her. Is it serious?"I'm sorry," she formulates in an innocent child's voice."Don't worry about it," he replies in a surprisingly calm tone, causing her face to turn a thousand colors.After what seems like an eternity, they finally place the jewelry on him and position him on the backdrop where he will have to pose for the perfect pictures. They turn on the musi
After almost an hour sitting on the couch in the living room, I hear the door of my apartment being opened and instantly I realize that it is Eva, because in a matter of seconds she appears down the hallway walking towards me."Doll, I'm sorry for getting here so late, traffic was a bitch," she says approaching where I am. "How are you feeling?"She gives me a touching hug that makes my eyes water and I can't answer."Claudia, what happened to you?" She asks as she notices me with a worried look on his face."Nothing, it's just that... Alessandro and I broke up and I quit my job too, I feel so bad...""Stop," she looks at me puzzled. "I need you to slow down, because I don't understand how come you stop talking to me for almost two days, and now you tell me you quit your job, I mean... Why? How did he react?""It's just that something horrible happened yesterday," I say, reminiscing about how badly I was treated. "I don't even want to remember it.""If you don't want to talk about it,
"Claudia, Claudia, answer," I hear her voice far away from me. "Claudia? Sis, are you still there?""No," is the only thing that comes out of my mouth. "Tell me it's not true.""Clau, don't tell me that..." she formulates in a trembling voice. "Oh no, I'm sorry, I thought you knew.""No, this can't be true," I say wrapped in tears. "Please tell me it's a lie.""Claudia… she just confirmed it.""Who, who is she?" I ask with my voice breaking."Anna" is the damn name that comes out of her mouth. "Anna Rosetti.""I have to hang up," I say with pain flooding my entire being, I need to know what's going on."Clau," she tries to say, but it's too late because I've already hung up, to desperately get into my social networks.I need to check that this is a lie, I need to know that this never happened. My heart beats fast and it's as if I'm not prepared for the impact, as I log on to one of the showbiz pages.The tears won't stop flowing and as if it were possible as I read one of the main hea
People say that when a woman is truly in love, she is capable of enduring many things.She is able to forgive your mistakes, to give you new opportunities, to stick around to see if you manage to make a change and to love you unconditionally. But sooner or later after all those accumulated fights, after feeling unjustified guilt, after all those tears, you reach a point where you just can't take it anymore, and you know there is no turning back.You understand that there are situations that you should never have allowed to happen, that no matter how much love you feel towards that person, if he hurts you, you must get away from him.What happened yesterday was my point of no return. I never thought that no matter how upset he was with me, I would allow myself to be degraded like that. I never thought he wouldn't care and turned a blind eye when other people were humiliating me.I would never do that no matter how angry I am, and the proof is in the fact that I defended him to my mom w
"Alessandro, no," I say, putting my arms between us to try to push him away, however, I fail in my attempt because he holds me tightly, with no intention of letting go. "Stop it," I beg, trying to push him away once more. "Stop it, I don't want you to touch me."I raise the tone of my voice, managing to separate him from me once and for all."Claudia...""No, don't," I warned him.At that very moment when we are so close, I get to observe her gaze in detail and notice that characteristic color in her eyes that can only mean one thing."Tell me you didn't do it again," I say haltingly, but he doesn't respond. "Tell me you didn't, Ale!"An ache stabs in my chest."I did," he admits, lowering his gaze."You promised me," I say, backing up several steps to walk away.He broke my heart again in the worst way, hurting himself, and at this point if I didn't have to make him sign my resignation I would be gone by now, I can't take it anymore."Love, I promise you...""Don't promise me shit, b