The sun peeked in my bedroom window, lighting the room like a fiery halo. As sleep took over my body and mind, I prayed that the painful memories wouldn’t come back. The last thing I saw before falling asleep was Alessio’s suit jacket. A tired yawn escaped me and I settled deeper under the comforter. I brought the jacket next to my face on the pillow, holding it tight, as if scared someone would take it away from me. With my gaze still fixated on what I was holding, I mindlessly made my way to my bed and slid under the soft comforter. How could Alessio bring me peace? Even though fear was a constant factor, he calmed my heart in a strange way. My tense muscles started to relax and I sighed.
The same scent of cologne filled my nose. I placed the empty hanger at the back of the closet so he wouldn’t find it.īringing the jacket up, I buried my face in the soft fabric and inhaled. With my heart beating wildly, I took a black suit jacket off the hanger and held it to my chest. I couldn’t imagine Alessio wearing anything but dark colors. Most of his suits were dark colors, a representation of him. Without wasting time, I made my way to his closet, filled with tailored suits and dress shirts.
The room was dark and I searched for a light switch.Īs soon as I found it, I turned on the lights and the room was instantly illuminated. When I saw no one, I opened the door and slid inside. Quickly making up my mind, I stepped away from my room and walked toward Alessio’s. Without fear, without pain twisting my heart. It seemed pathetic, but I just wanted to sleep.
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