-NINA-
"Tesoro, ero in pensiero!" My mother's loud voice came through the cell phone speaker.
"Mamma! There's nothing to be worried about," I sighed heavily, looking at her delicate features. My mom has fair skin, delicate bone structure and chestnut hair. Even in her late fifties, she is still a beautiful woman, with the grace of a movie star from the fifties.
I inherited part of her refined features, but I look more like my father, with my dark brown hair and slightly darker skin. However, my eyes aren't brown like his, but a dark shade of green.
"But we haven't spoken for nearly a week!" With the look of shock on her face, you'd have thought I'd disappeared for a whole year.
"That is not true. We've been texting every day. I just couldn't call you sooner because of the time differe
