Gabriella's Pov
The morning light peeked through the curtains, soft and quiet like it didn’t want to disturb me. But I was already awake, staring at the empty space beside me in bed. Alessio was gone. Again. I sighed and dragged myself out of bed, trying to shake off the heavy feeling in my chest. My gut whispered that something was off, and I couldn't ignore it any longer.
I padded downstairs, heart thudding just a bit faster than usual. The smell of toast and coffee hit me before I saw him. Alessio sat at the dining table, phone pressed to his ear, casually eating breakfast like nothing was wrong in the world. He gave me a nod as I walked in, eyes unreadable.
"Good morning," I murmured, sliding into the seat across from him.
He hung up the call and looked at me. "Did you sleep okay?
