It was all a blur. A blur that was at the same time a little too clear to me somehow. As much as I still hated Cristiano… I also couldn’t seem to really hate him. In fact, maybe I didn’t at all, which is why right now I was walking up to my room with him behind me when just this morning I told myself I wouldn’t get close to him anymore.
It looks like I'm eating my own words right now.
“Where are we going?” Cristiano asked as he trailed behind.
“My room,” I answered as we entered the hallway and when I turned around he was looking at me with a suspicious expression, his right brow raised.
I narrowed my eyes on him. “Don’t be getting any thoughts there, Mister.”
He let out a light chuckle as a small smile formed on his lips and oh god, I think my heart just skipped a beat. Ugh seri
