𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐌

42| Q U A R A N T A-D U E

ALESSANDRO'S POV

I woke up on the best side of the bed, only to realise Akila isn't by my side.

I would gladly admit that I felt more worried than disappointed.

I sat up on the bed as my body felt a rush of coldness hit my bare chest. I ran my right hand through my hair gently before my mind took me back to last night.

My lips tried to stop the soft smile forming on them, but the image was so clear in my head that my lips couldn't resist. I sighed loudly, allowing my warm breath to help the coldness I'm feeling. I gazed around the room looking for a clock or anything to figure out what time it was. I know it's nowhere past eight in the morning since the sun is at its best and I usually never wake up past eight.

After a lot of strength to get out of this comfortable bed, my feet found the yet again cold floor. It took me a minute to realise that this is Akila's room, her actual room. My eyes traced down every detail, every small or big thing I could take in about her until they landed on the bed I'm sitting on. She let me in her room, she let me do all of it here, where she feels safe, with me.

I sighed again at the strong feeling of my heart getting heavier and warmer. If I keep going, I think I might pass out. Finally a chuckle escaped my lips and I took a few steps forward. "where are you now" I mumbled to myself as both my hands rested on my hips. I don't know if I should look around or wait for her to come back. But what if she left.

I found my way out of the door and started walking down the hallway in hope to find Akila somewhere. I tried to remember any part of this place from yesterday, however, my mind unsurprisingly disappointed me. I can't really blame my mind when my eyes were the ones who couldn't focus on anything but her.

And I won't even blame my eyes. It was too unreal to be true.

Then it hit me. How did all of this happen in the first place. Questions begin hovering over my mind, left with no answers. Did she set these bombs? But why the hell would she.

I was unsure what to think, what questions should and shouldn't run through my mind. I kept walking, pushing away anything negative my mind could create because I know even if she caused whatever happened yesterday, I'm sure she had a good reason for it. She wouldn't try to hurt me or any of us and that I was the most sure of.

My body brought me to the stairs and I never felt more thankful, I rolled my eyes at how dramatic I am and started heading my way downstairs. As I was half way through the long stairs which seemed like they never end, I heard a really far and thin sound of a cup or something metal moving. And I only hoped for it to be Akila and not some animal that crashed in. In the end, she lives on top of a whole forest. Yeah, you can tell I'm still shocked yet amused by this place and what I've seen from the outside and the inside.

I cleared my throat, shutting away anything I... There was another sigh leaving my lips at my unbelievable self. I got taken away by finally setting my feet back on the floor, I looked both ways not knowing which way to go. Left it is, since she's always there.

And I was right.

After a lot of walking again, the noise of moving came from the kitchen and that's where I found her. She had her back towards me but I know she feels my presence. I took slow steps to mess with her but I failed successfully when she turned around with a playful grin on her face. I smiled innocently and she rolled her eyes and turned back to whatever she was making. I got closer until we were a few inches away, my chest was so close to touch her back as she kept working on something I couldn't yet figure out. I watched from the top of her head, she held dough in her hand and moved it smoothly on the counter touched lightly with flour. She leaned back and finally connected our bodies, she let out a deep breath with her eyes still focused on the dough. I lifted my arms and snuck them under her shirt as they wrapped around her waist. I looked down at her for a moment before reaching my lips on top of her forehead, gently leaving a soft kiss on it.