------- He loved the girl that can't love him.....And now he can't love the girl that loves him --------
**
"Don't worry.." I say, getting up off the chair and walking around him on my way out, my scarf running through his fingers lightly until it s...
A/N: I deleted and reloaded this chapter for the sake of those who could not see it.
Please, if you can see this chapter..leave a vote or a comment, EVEN IF YOU HAVE ALREADY SEEN IT..thanks 🙏
*
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Instead of going up to our separate rooms, Marco and I hear voices downstairs and end up going back down there to join some of the family members who don't feel like going to sleep just yet.
By the time I'm heading up to bed, it's long past midnight.
I shut the door behind me and lean against it, as i stare at the old familiar room.
Having the family around, was a good distraction and kept me from thinking about the situation with Raquel, but I guess this is what Gran was talking about, these moments, moments when I have so much to celebrate, when everyone is gone, and it's just me........the emptiness.
I don't want to have to let her go, to unlearn everything she has taught me, made me feel...and the hope she has given me.
I grip my shirt over my torso as i feel the tightness in my chest again.
I walk further into the room and throw my phone on the bed and lay down with all my clothes and shoes still on...I stay like that for a while just thinking, before finally going to the bathroom, changing for bed and eventually trying to get some sleep.
Later, it feels like i have been asleep for ten minutes only, but when i look at the time, it's past 4am a few hours later.
I look around the bed trying to locate the ringing phone that has just woken me up.
Who would be calling me at this hour?
I find my phone and see Roman's name on the screen.
This better be good.
'It's past 4 fucking morning Rome, and i just finally got to sleep' i grumble.
'Yeah yeah, sorry i woke you..but listen, I'm with Raquel right now and...'
'What's wrong with Raquel, did something happened to her?' i ask, sitting up on the bed, as i wonder what could have possibly happened to her within the short period of time i have been away from her.
Within a space of a few seconds, a number of things cross my mind.
Could it be she was attacked by one of these media persons following her around for pictures or a story on her way home or something, for all i know, she tried to get home on foot again like she likes to do, or perhaps something equally drastic happen concerning Vincent...whatever it is, it has to be bad if my brother is the one calling me.
'No, relax, she's fine...walking around the hospital like a ghost, but fine....i told her to join me on my flight, but she thinks you no longer want her to come..is that so?' he asks and i sink back into the bed in relief.
