❝ 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑎 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑎 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑓 ℎ𝑒𝑟. ❞
In a life-changing night in Rome, Coraline left Damiano. Four years later she meets him again in Rott...
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━━━━ 𝑝𝑖𝑧𝑧𝑎&𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑒 ━━━━
"𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄," I contradicted Elle.
"I know, I know, it's a misunderstanding for sure or some crazy person. Please do me a favour and call the hotel, tell them it's impossible that your father is there and I'll have one less thing to worry about," she begged me, then pressed my mobile phone into my hand.
I hesitated, but then pressed the call button, Elle had already entered the number before.
A young male voice answered, probably the receptionist I had seen last night, "Hello, this is Coraline Collins.
My manager told me there is a man there who claims to be my father," I greeted him.
The receptionist quickly replied, "Yes, that's right, the man has been in the lobby since this morning and he won't let go."
"It's impossible that my father is here in Rotterdam, he lives in Italy," I clarified, even though I had the feeling that my father was crazy enough to come here.
"So I can send the man away?" the receptionist asked.
I thought for a moment. Even if my father was there, there was no way I would want to see him.
"Yes, that would be good," I agreed.
"All right, thank you very much for calling, Miss Collins," he said, hanging up.
Sophia came rushing into the room, "Elle told me what's going on, what the hell does that mean?" she looked incredibly upset.
"I have absolutely no idea," I answered honestly.
"Is he still there?" asked Sophia, "The receptionist said he was sending him away. I said it was impossible for my father to be there because he lives in Italy."
"You know as well as I do that it's possible he's here, don't you?" said Sophia worriedly.
"Of course," I replied, "He's certainly heard about all the fuss about the ESC. Bloody hell, I should never have signed up!", I cursed loudly and threw my mobile phone onto the armchair in the corner of the room, then hid my face behind my hands.
"He will come back, you know that, don't you? Dad doesn't give up that easily," Sophia was still worried and my own condition didn't reassure her, so I pulled myself together.
"Don't worry Soph, he won't get through to us. We have security everywhere and we are both of age, if we don't want to see him then we don't have to," I tried to reassure her even though I didn't quite believe myself.
