Carrie
With pride fully embedded in her gait, the strange woman who was dressed in noticeable knee-length leather boots halted her steps at the end of Alessandro’s bed. Another scornful expression was tossed in my direction before her gaze fell on the man.
“Who are you exactly?” I asked while the earlier statement she uttered rang in my head.
Truthfully, the moment she mentioned that she was Alessandro’s girlfriend, my heart felt jilted. For a second, I almost reacted rashly as though I was a lawful partner of the man. I wished to chase the woman out of the room.
But with the way she softly observed Alessandro from where she stood, I could tell that the man meant something to her. Let’s just hope that she isn’t pregnant for him as well.
“Do you really want to know who I am?” Her voice
