" A woman is dangerous when armed with beauty and a sense of humour, as she becomes irresistibly attractive." - Alfredo Cano ♥
The life of Kristine La Cartier couldn't get any more interesting, but when she and her sisters attend the most prestigiou...
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𝓚𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮
"I've got a few ideas for your castle", I told Sophia, who lay on the left side of my bed.
"May I ask . . . how did you find out about the place?" Sophia narrowed her eyes at me.
I sat up and brought my knees to my chest. "I saw a memory", I mumbled.
Sophia sat up too. "What did you see?"
"Just the house - a view of the entrance gate. It was . . . . . blurry. Somehow I remembered my way there", I answered.
"Did you see anything else, Kristine?"
Yes. I did.
"No. Nothing", I said and she nodded slowly.
She placed her hand on my shoulder before giving me a soft smile. "It's going to be okay Kristi", she whispered.
I gave a sad smile and leaned against her. I placed my head by the crook of her neck and she wrapped her arms around me before pecking my temple.
"You'll be alright." She rubbed my arm soothingly and I wrapped my arms around her torso.
"You're alright."'Luca.
I've been told I'm a stubborn person and the truth is - I was more aware of that than anyone. I say I don't care, but that's me denying that I do care. There are people, who see me as kind and loving, but there are people, who see me as heartless and selfish. I'm one of those people, who cares but tends to deny showing it. The more I try not to show it, the more I actually do care. I hate to admit it but I can't deny the fact that I care.
I hate to admit that there was a part of me, that cared about Luca.
He said, "You're alright."
At that moment, my pain faded into the dark space keeping us apart.
"Kristine?" I heard Sophia call.
"Hm?", I responded.
She smiled. "It's a Sunday. Let's get ready for the day."
"Shouldn't you be saying that to our sister?" I glanced at Tamara, who was still sleeping soundly on my right side.
"She must be tired." Sophia sighed. "Wake her up."
"No . . . leave her sister. She must be exhausted from studying." I caressed the side of Tamara's head.
"You're right." Sophia nodded and stood up. She walked to Tamara's side and started to lightly slap her cheek repeatedly.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up. New day, new day, new day, a new day for god's sake." She started shaking Tamara.
