**Thalia
I had caught a fever while sobbing like hell in the cab that drove me back home, and the worst was that I couldn't fathom what exactly was behind my tears.
Was it that I saw Vito as a murderer or that I almost fell in love with the wrong man once again? Why was I so unlucky with men? This one that didn't look like he would cheat on me was something I couldn't even withstand. Imagine sleeping on the same bed with a murderer; what if I get stabbed by him?
I shook my head pitifully, climbing my veranda.
‘What a dirty risk I took. I nearly lost my life there.’ I thought and started to fumble with the door passcode, and I unlocked it. ‘If I have a misunderstanding with him, he wouldn't think twice to slide that knife into my throat.’
Or was it that once I started to date him, I w
