After booking himself in, Jace went to his room.
It was beautiful. He especially liked the big, spacious window that overlooked the city. He was staying on the ninth floor and he could see the canal from up there.
Plopping his tired body on the bed, it wasn't long before he was snoring softlyHe woke after three hours. It was now afternoon already and he was famished.
"Can't believe I fell asleep that quick."
Back home he never took naps, and basically six hours per day.
He decided that it was the change of atmosphere that relaxed him so much.
"Now for room service.
His food was brought to his room and he finished it in record time.
"These Italians know how to cook, He praised them silently.He switched on the TV and channelsurfed for a while, but then switched it off.
There was a newspaper lying next to his bed. It was an Italian paper. He paged through it quickly.
At the last pages which he assumed was the gossip pages, he saw a picture of a petite curly haired girl standing next to a handsome Italian guy."Riele...he breathed"
He looked up to the ceiling for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts. He folded up the paper and layed back on his pillow.. trying to control his breathing."Okay, Norman, keep your cool" he berated himself. Don't go crazy now"
He opened his phone and searched for Riele on the internet. After their last encounter he blocked most of her accounts. But he needed to know the truth.
He quickly scrolled through the news reports and gossip stories hoping to find some clues about this guy. Who the hell was he?!
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Torn Apart (Jaele Fanfic)
FanfictieCan Jace and Riele find their way back to each other or will they be torn apart again?