Note from the author: I cried while I wrote this chapter! I don't know if you will, but I hope you do!
*cries loudly
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Matteo and I finally went to the garden roof and the sunset looked beautiful. It touched the sky softly but this time the sky colors were different. The sky had pink and orange color, they were both mixed uniquely. The sun barely touched the clouds leaving a dark side without the bright color.
I walked slowly and a cool breeze welcomed me. I sat down on the edge and Matteo did the same.
"Can I ask you six questions?," I said still looking at the sky completely mesmerized. I had always wanted to know different details of Matteo that he still hadn't shared with me. It seemed like a good time for it. There are thousands of questions but I wanted to go slowly.
He paused looking at me.
"Do I really have a choice?," he said looking back to the sky.
"Okay, lets make this mutual. Three questions each," he finally said.
Touché.
"Seems fair," I said crossing my legs. I started thinking on the first question until it came into my mind.
"What's your favorite place? Describe it for me," I said closing my eyes. I closed them to just imagine it, and pretend to be there. I asked him this because maybe we could go in there to visit some day and truly reveals something deep about him.
"Easy. The beach," he said taking a deep breath. I smiled at the word 'beach', I haven't gone in there but I have seen pictures and it will be awesome to go.
"I sit down on the sand which still feels warm because of the sun. Every time I grab it, it falls again from my hand."
I suddenly touched the grass pretending it was sand. The texture was completely different of course, but this is why we imagine things. To escape from reality.
"I always hear the waves as they came near the shore and the sound always repeats itself. You could see how the water comes near but then it goes back in seconds. While I feel the warmth of the sun," he continued.
I still heard him with my eyes closed.
"I always sit down near the shore while I drink coconut juice and feel the breeze in my face."
I swallowed hard as I also felt the breeze in my face. I just wished that some day I could go and visit it because the way I imagined was already my place to escape.
I opened my eyes and he watched me cautiously. He stayed silent for some time looking confused but then he finally spoke.
"My turn. What's one of your fantasies that you always like?," he said deeply. Fantasies? I mean in the dirty or right way?
I stayed thinking on the question trying to remember one of the fantasies. Seconds later I remembered the fantasy that I always think about since I was fourteen.
"Its where I'm walking with a beautiful red dress that is above my knees and its loose but tight at the same time. I enter to a place filled with people that I know: friends and family. There are blue lights on the room which gives a beautiful color to it. Where amazing music plays and I danced feeling alive and young. Maybe just have a dance with you," I finally said smiling huge because this fantasy meant a lot to me.

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The night we met
RomansaAva has 17 years old when she runs away from home escaping from bad man who are pursuing her. She meets Matteo Giordano, a 23 year old Italian rich man, in the road were it's the night they met. Will he protect her from the devil? "When the night wa...