The Bravery

Gisella was just staring at Pietro as he smiles at her. The look on her face was undeniable that there is nothing still in for him. "These are all your favorite dishes, I ordered them especially for you."

Gisella was about to seat down, Immediately, Pietro's eyes were fixed on her small pump stomach. Gisella Interrupted whatsoever he was thinking about. She cleared her throat to gain back his attention. "Excuse me, Can I seat down?" she asks.

Pietro who was standing, his eyes Immediately diverted from her stomach to her face. "Yes...Yes, you may," he stammered as he gave her a gesture hand to seat down.

"Thank you," she smiles slightly.

As she sits, she put her phone under the table and started pressing it before her attention was gain once again by Pietro. She raises her head and smiles at him which Pietro finds strange. "Signor Santoro, thank you for accepting this interview,"

"Did Viola do something to you?" He asks curiously at the way Gisella is flowing with him without anger.

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