Allesio’s POV
“Allesio!”
I halted on my tracks, turning around to look at her. She was hurrying after me, one hand fiddling with the low neckline of her dress. Her hair looked even worse that it was a few minutes back when I had left her. It looked like she had ran her hands through it and tugged at it a million times after I had left her there.
“Rosa,” I murmured, giving her a tight smile. She stood in front of me, her mouth opening and closing like she didn’t know exactly what to say.
“I’m sorry,” she said at last in a weak voice I didn’t like at all. I took a step closer to her.
“For what?” I asked her with a raised eyebrow. She gulped visibly.
“You were just trying to be nice and polite to me and I…I blew you off,” she murmured, avoiding my gaze.
“I wasn’t just trying to be nic
