Mrs MORELLO

ANA'S POV

It had been over a week since I had last seen Vincenzo. I don't know what I had expected to happen. Somewhere inside of me I still thought that fairytales existed.

That a prince would come and sweep me off my feet but as days went by I realized that didn't exist.

I had gone back to the usual things that I did all the time. Wake up eat and then go back to bed. The days were getting longer as time went by.

I could not complain I had the best week with him but once he had gone away from business that was it.

Maybe I was acting like some clingy wife but what was I supposed to do in this situation? Was I supposed to forget all the amazing sex that I had?

Every time I looked at something g all I got were flashbacks and I couldn't help myself but get wet by the things I thought of.

I did t know that once you started doing it was like you carved it all the time.

After finishing taking my shower I went downstairs to eat. That was the only activity I did during the day. Maybe he wou