One day Cristiano was here, and the next he wasn’t. It’s like he took what I said about him leaving me alone a little too seriously.
And maybe, just maybe, I might have regretted saying it as well.
What I did know for a fact was - Cristiano Ferreira really was erratic.
Totally and undeniably unpredictable.
And yet as each minute turned into an hour and then into a day, it was hard to keep telling myself that I didn’t miss him. That I didn’t miss the way we used to be before when he used to come around the house, when he used to give me those fleeting smiles, and even when he used to tease me.
I, Thalia, missed the heck out of Cristiano and his stupid face.
“I know you do.”
I shot up from my desk when I thought I heard someone that sounded like Cristiano speak behind me.
Did
