CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE.
AMBER KITCHEN.
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After Luciano had confessed how he felt about Lorenzo, thoughts swirled through my head as I ruminated upon what their relationship could be. I meant to ask Luciano after the sudden love confession, but he had slept off immediately, in my arms. I didn't bother waking him up or anything, I simply helped him to his bed, covered him with his quilt and placed a light kiss on his forehead before leaving the room for mine.
The day was slow and boring in the most imaginable ways possible. I had nothing to do. No stories to read, no movie to watch, and my only saving grace that kept my lethargy at bay was Luciano ––however, he wasn't in the best condition at that moment.
I laid on my bed and closed my eyes as I tried forcing myself to sleep, but
