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ᴜɴᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ - ᴢᴀʀᴀ ʟᴀʀꜱꜱᴏɴ
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ʟᴏʀᴇɴᴢᴏ ꜱᴀɴᴛᴏʀɪɴɪ
As Evelyn and I walked into the hospital, we saw her family sitting in the waiting area. We walked over to them, and Evelyn's dad looked at us. He looked pissed off, but I didn't care. I was only here for Evelyn, and that's it. Evelyn nudged me to sit down, and I obeyed without arguing with her.
Michael pulled her away, and they went to talk in private, I paid close attention, but my phone started vibrating in my pocket.
I pulled it out, and it was Alessandro.
Alessandro: I heard my mom's in the hospital. I gave Lucathe rest of the job.
I looked to read the message, and then I replied to him.
Me: Alright. Just tell him not to fuck it up.
He replied two minutes later.
Alessandro: Lmao. I'll do just that. (Read at 10pm)
I put my phone back in my pocket, and Evelyn walked up to me. I pulled her on my lap and placed my hand on her thigh.
"What did he want?" I asked curiously.
She looked at me and leaned in closer. "He was just asking why I brought you with me, and I told him that you drove me here." She explained, and I rolled my eyes.
I hated Michael since he and my father set this arrangement with Evelyn up. I was fuck boy, I'm not going to lie but I wasn't into relationships. It was always going out clubbing every night, finding a girl to fuck and then leave.
Originally, I was supposed to marry Evelyn's sister Astoria, but Michael wanted me to date Evelyn instead of marrying her. But maybe one day I'll have the strength to get down on one knee and propose.
If we decide we don't want to do this arranged relationship anymore.
"Lorenzo." I looked at Evelyn, and she looked concerned. "What?" I say as she rolled her eyes at me.
"Did you hear what I said?" She asked as I shook my head towards her. "No, I wasn't. If I'm being honest with you." I truthfully said, any she scoffed.
