“It’s just a week, so how shitty can you be feeling after less than 24 hours?” Angelo asked, a grin on his face as he eyed me, twirling the glass in his hands.
“You asked how I was feeling, so I’m just saying it exactly how I feel,” I said with a shrug.
“For some reason, hearing him say he’ll be away instantly turned my mood sour,” I admitted.
Angelo chuckled again.
“Hell, we haven’t even been together for a whole week before and now he’s leaving for that long. Of course I would feel the absence, don’t you think?” I asked, my brows raised.
He nodded, dropping his glass after taking a sip.
“Are you sure you want to be telling all this though, Aria?” he asked with a smile. “You’re basically confessing how much you like him and how attached you are, what if i tell him all this??”
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