Thalia Donovan
After breakfast, in which Cristiano and I kept stealing glances at one another on the dining table, Amber and Rubi called me two-way and wouldn’t let me go until I told them everything.
Rubi was at the front of my porch thirty minutes later, dragging me out of my house, but not before giving my dad a wide grin and I slapped the back of her head for having the time to admire him.
As she was driving us to Amber's, which was on the other side of the village, she wouldn’t stop bombarding me with questions about what happened after they went home. She mentioned that they had stayed the whole night waiting for me to wake up and only left when he reassured them I was going to be fine and Cristiano was staying to take care of me, too.
I blushed thinking about Cristiano making
