Belle, heartbroken and lost, finds herself in Turin, Italy, accompanying her best friend Erica on a business trip. this unexpected journey will lead her to encounter Kenan Yildiz, the rising star of Juventus. Their meeting sparks an unexpected conne...
Our two-week vacation came to an end. I didn't see Kenan again after Cannes. I thought that by not seeing him I wouldn't think so much about him and my desire for him to tell me he loved me. The opposite happened. He was constantly in my thoughts, in my dreams. I even recognized him in several people I saw on the various islands we passed through.
Sometimes I would wake up from nightmares in the middle of the night and start crying. Charles would hear me and try to calm me down. Every time he hugged me, I started crying even harder. It was hard for him, too, because he was absolutely aware of what the cause was. I was realizing how much I was hurting him. He didn't deserve a girl like me, he was too good.
A month later
I put some pictures on the wall in my new home. I walked over a bit to see if they were aligned. They looked great and I smiled to myself. It was the finishing touch. I returned to Turin. Charles and I made the reasonable decision to part ways, as I figured I couldn't fool him anymore. He was indeed a very good man, but he deserved a woman who only had eyes for him, not one like me who cried at night for her ex.
Like a typical woman in a love crisis, I decided I needed to get a dog. The truth is that we were both very attached to each other. I carried Roscoe everywhere with me, and he adored the attention he got from everyone. Of course, the paparazzi didn't miss every convenient moment to take our picture either. Just because I was single and away from drama didn't mean everyone would magically forget who I was.
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Italian press: Spotted: Belle Rodriguez returned to Torino and brought her latest life companion.
It was early in the morning and I was wide awake because having a dog was not that easy. Roscoe liked to wake up early and go for walks. We had just gotten home and I was making coffee on the machine. I yawned and watched him pee on the carpet. -Oh, come on, Roscoe. Why were we out until a little while ago? - I scolded him lightly, and he just looked at me with his big eyes. His gaze melted me every time and I couldn't stay mad at him for long.
After cleaning up the mess, I grabbed my coffee cup and we both went to the couch. The little gentleman adored me stroking his tummy and always lay down next to me. I started scrolling through social media until I came across a picture of Kenan posted by the Juventus page.
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