GOOD SIN
I walk towards the couch and pick the veil, turning to the room before halting on my step.
Then, I throw the veil back on the couch before sitting down and shifting my attention to my phone. I scroll to the notification bar, watching as each notification pops up and I tap on Vittorio's name.
“Call me when you see this message.” He'd typed, and after some minutes, he added, “please.”
I click my tongue in annoyance as I exit the tab but my phone suddenly rings as if he was waiting for the chat to be marked read. I groan, picking it up and bringing it to my ears.
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