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"what's that on your neck?" Sofie asks.
damn it!
I don't know if I will be able to hold my tears back.
"I promise to tell you everything tomorrow, I want to sleep now.".
she eyes my neck for a bit then nods slightly, I take the chance to quickly leave to my room.
The moment I take a step in my room tears fall freely down my cheeks, I lock the door to make sure she doesn't walk in on me crying.
I cover my mouth with my hands to prevent my cries from being loud.
I've never cried with a pain this bad before, I feel useless.
it hurts to even think of leaving but I know I won't be happy, I have to do this for myself.
Sicily was always a part of my plans, but New York was my main plan.
I was supposed to stay here, live my life to the fullest, and then go to Sicily.
I feel like I am cursed, I feel like everything is against me.
Everything fell apart from the day I met him. But I can't allow him to affect me more than this.
I wipe my tears and close my eyes for a minute trying to collect my thoughts.
I have to find any apartment there and a ticket.
as tired as I am I should take a shower and do my research.
I am glad sofie ignored my wet hair.
she didn't notice my wet clothes because of the jerk's suit jacket on me, but it doesn't matter I will tell her tomorrow because I promised.
I get in the shower and wash my body first then my hair.
it's funny how I came here thinking I would stay for at least 2 years but here I am about to leave after less than 5 months.
Wait...
The bodyguards!
How will I leave when they're next to the apartment's door all the time?
I have to think.
my only option is let sofie take my suitcase to the airport and I get out from the window then take a cab to the airport.
It's Risky but it's something.
I need money.
thankfully I saved a couple of grands and I get my paycheck tomorrow.
Maybe this is for the better, maybe I will find peace there....
gosh who am I fooling, this is where I want to be, New York!
tears mix with water and fall to the shower floor undetected.
I feel like screaming on top of my lungs.
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Claimed by the devil
Romancedissing what he said away I clear my throat " I appreciate your help Mr. knight, but how about we let the cops do their job? And my name is nessa or Ms. Richard ". He chuckles " I said it's none of your concern mio angelo" emphasizing the nickname...
