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"Honey, are you staying in bed today?"

"Mhm.".

Still dawdling in bed, I am more than immersed in a deep sleep that I have not been able to get into for a long time due to the busy schedule of my work, someone else's bed, and because my mind is tired.

"A few more minutes..." I say to Joshua, half groggy.

He leaves a kiss on my forehead and walks out, leaving me in the room with the light off.

"Rest." I barely hear his words like a distant echo as he leaves. "I love you."

...And he leaves.

BOOM!

This time the daylight is already filtering through the window and I get up with a jolt that makes my hair stand on end. What the hell!

BOOM!

Something makes the walls vibrate. They are blows. AT THE FRONT DOOR!

BOOM!

IT SEEMS TO WANNA BRING THE DOOR DOWN!

I get up quickly looking for something to defend myself with in case of trouble, thus discovering that... SHIT, I FELL ASLEEP! THE SUN IS ALREADY HIGH OUT!

SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!

BOOM!

"Who is it?" I shout.

And I quickly put on a used Joshua T-shirt thrown at the foot of the bed, going to the door and finding a furious Leonardo trying to break down the door through the peephole.

"Gigi? "GIGI!!"

My God!

I open the door and see him in his tuxedo looking at me as if he had seen a ghost and he wraps me in his arms like a loved one you thought was dead and you just found him.

"What the hell...is happening?" I say, barely able to breathe amid the pressure he exerts squeezing me.

"For heaven's sake, you're fine!"

"Me? Yes...! What's happening?"

He pushes me away and hands me back my phone with the split screen.

Oh my God...

"Why didn't you seek help right away? That son of a bitch will never see the light of day again!"

"You... were you looking for me... tracking my cell phone? Were you trying to chase me using my phone, Leonardo?"

"You went out alone in the middle of the night!"

"Leonardo...how long have you been...chasing me?"

I looked at him.

Then at the phone.

And I feel more in danger than before.

"Gigi, I didn't want to..."

"And now you show up wanting to break down my door."

"Gigi, I..."

Stop calling me that! You're crazy, do you have any fucking idea how sick you are?!"

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