One of the best things is when you climb on and kiss me like you own me. Because you do.
~J.M.Storm~
Romano
Walking away from Stefano felt liberating, not because it solved all my problems, it barely scratched the surface, but because I knew I would never see him alive again. In a way, this was a farewell conversation, ironic as it sounded; seeing him one last time felt like her world got a little bit safer. Bruno raised his right hand, gesturing me to throw him the car keys, which I did even though I was skeptical about my new car's fate, but I wasn't feeling like driving, so I did. He smiled a mischievous slip of a smile that held excitement and impatience, and I knew we were about to get home in no time. "Don't kill us, "I said as soon as we all got into the car. He sniggered
