Davina Pov:
After my mom's call, and Nonna Guila's talk, I think my head was overcrowded. Overcrowded with things I can't possibly wrap my hands around.
Luckily Angelo showed up. He is like that friend I never had. I wouldn't say he is better than Vincenzo. With Vincenzo Cassano, I feel things which I'm not supposed to feel. Anytime he touches me, my thighs harden, anytime he plays with me, I feel ashamed so much so that I find myself lowering my head all the times when I'm with him because I'm afraid of what his eyes does to me.
"Hey, have you eaten something?" Vincenzo asked shortly after nonna went upstairs.
"I will have something." I said turning my gaze to him, "And you, won't you go to school today? You have a class if I'm not mistaken." I reprimanded.
"That's true, you are c
