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chapter 20

Sophia

We’re on our way back home after buying candy and Halloween costumes. I bought a short white dress, low-cut of course, and Mattia grabbed a simple black mask and suit. So easy, so effortless—God, this is all he needs?

As we walk, Mattia puts his arm around me, pulling me closer. Then, with that fake serious voice of his, he says, “I can’t walk.”

Really? I thought. Such bullshit. It’s just an excuse to keep touching me.

But I didn’t mind. We kept walking like that, each step bringing us closer.

“Are you going to the Halloween party at school tonight?” he asked, eyes looking straight ahead as we neared home.

I hesitate, unsure. “I don’t know. I feel kinda nervous.”

He glances at me, smirking. “Don’t worry. We’ll go together.” His words made it sound so easy, but he always had a way of making things feel like that.

When we finally get home, we each head to our rooms. As soon as I close my door, my phone buzzes. It’s a message from jenny: Sophia, I’m waiting for you tonight. Don’t you dare ditch me like you did last year and leave me all alone.

Shit. I already feel like I’m going to let her down. I bite my lip before texting back: Of course, I’ll come, jenny.

Jenny is the only one who knows I’m at Mattia’s house while my mom’s gone. And now... the pressure is on.

I head to the bathroom to take a shower. After drying off, I start getting ready, slipping into my Halloween outfit.

But then—ding. Another message. This time from Mattia.

It’s a picture of him, standing in front of the mirror, making sure his costume fits. Damn it... the guy looked good. Too good.

Jesus Christ, I thought, feeling my pulse race.

I finish typing out the message to Mattia: Everything looks perfect.

I toss my phone aside and stand in front of the mirror, adjusting my dress, making sure everything is just right. But then, out of nowhere, I notice something—a figure creeping in through the window, wearing a mask.

"Ohhh," the figure groans in a deep, eerie voice.

My heart fucking stops. What the hell? I freeze for a second, panic surging through me, but then I see the mask. Wait... We bought that mask together.

“Fuck you, Mattia!” I shout, my heart still racing, but now from anger.

He pulls the mask off, laughing his ass off. “Oh, come on. You’re way too easy to scare.”

I glare at him, my pulse slowing down. “You’re an idiot.”

He steps closer, still grinning, eyes scanning me. “You look amazing... but not as good as me, obviously.”

I roll my eyes, smirking. “Ohh, definitely. No one can compete with this.”

Goddammit, why is he always like this? But I couldn’t help the way my lips curled into a grin.

I look over at Mattia, a little concerned. “So, how are we even getting to the party? Your mom’s car isn’t here since she left.”

He smirks, like he’s been waiting for me to ask. “We’re taking my motorbike.”

My eyebrows shoot up. “Seriously?”

“Yeah.” He starts heading down the stairs.

I follow him, my stomach doing flips. When we reach the motorbike, he hands me a helmet.