*Olivia*
The chill of the night swept across me as soon as I slipped out of Giovani’s room. The cold was permeating, but it didn’t bother me as much as it had before.
I felt bad leaving Giovani, especially with those sad eyes he’d given me, but I knew I did the right thing. We both needed time to clear our heads and figure out what we wanted.
If our relationship was going to work, we needed to be on the same page, and at the moment, we just weren’t.
I tip-toed across the bare floorboards, wishing I had brought my slippers. Just when I made it to my room, I heard the creaking of someone else’s footsteps from down the hall, where Alessandro’s and Tallon’s rooms were.
My mind went blank with panic as I opened my door and slipped in, shutting it quietly. I heard a door opening down the hall just as my door closed.
Inside my room, I breathed a sigh of relief. I hoped nobody saw me because I didn’t have a valid excuse for being out of bed.
Again.
