Real love is always chaotic. You lose control; you lose perspective. You lose the ability to protect yourself. The greater the love, the greater the chaos. It's a given and that's the secret.
~Jonathan Carroll~
Sophie
I woke up alone. I threw up the covers and realized I had on my pajama shorts which I couldn't remember putting on. I sat down abruptly, shocked and embarrassed because I knew Raphael had dressed me, and probably bathed me too considering I didn't stink of vomit.
I checked around, noticing there was no dent on his pillow which told me he had been awake for some time. The house was silent, but I knew Gabs, Nonna, Flora and probably either Bruno or Romano were somewhere in the house. I found it strange that Raphael always left one of them with us even though I could clearly
