𝐃𝐈𝟒𝐑𝐈 - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 🌊

𝓽𝔀𝓸

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--- Seriously Livia I won't forgive you for this! --- I say being dragged by her towards a small group of teenagers sat in a circle --- relax silly, everyone will love you!

As soon as we arrived, Livia introduced me to everyone.

--- Lina these are Matteo, Isabel, Arianna and Giulio. --- Says Livia pointing to each one.

--- Hi Lina, where did you come from? --- ask Arianna being nice.

--- I came from Mexico.

--- Wow, you never told me you had family from Mexico, love. ---
Said a guy with longish hair, assuming it was Matteo, he was hugging Livia from behind but he a had a certain look on his face... as if he was disgusted?

--- And what's the problem? --- I ask.

--- there's no problem, you don't need to be defensive. --- Matteo answers.

--- I'm not being "defensive" --- I say making quotation marks with my fingers --- I just want to understand what you said.

--- ignore him, Lina. --- Says Livia.

--- What a cold day.. also Pietro said he can't make it, he had another problem with his mother. --- Says Giulio.

--- Poor Pietro, his parents keep fighting even though they are separated.

They continue talking about this Pietro guy and I can only ask myself "who is Pietro?".

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We spent a little longer chatting to them, I told them a little about Mexico and my life but not too much, just what it was like. I was getting tired and so was Liv so now we are on our way home.

--- Did you like them Lina? --- Livia asked me after a while in silence.

--- I liked them, apart from Matteo, you never mentioned you had a boyfriend?

--- I'm sorry I didn't tell you, it happened very fast.. we started talking and soon after we started dating.

--- But you like him, right?--- I ask.

--- of course, that's why we're together. --- Livia says after being silent for a while. --- And I'm sorry for what he said, it's just that he's kind of suspicious, you know...

--- not really. --- I say and let out a little smile and she accompanies me.

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--- good night, Lina.

--- goodnight Livia.

I enter my new room and allow myself to let out a breath in which I didn't even realise I was holding, and soon I start paying attention to the room. In the middle of the room there was a bed with light pink blankets, it had bedside tables on either side with a white lamp. the windows had matching curtains with a study desk beside it. I loved it.
Since my mothers death, i doubt Il be able to find happiness again, but maybe I've found a chance to start over. What can Marina Piccola give me?