CHIARA
I wake up to the clattering of plates and I try to makes sense of why I'm hearing that in my captor's home. Did Massimo decide to serve me breakfast in bed? As if.
I don't want to open my eyes. I'm in a blissful dream, a dream where I am home, watching my parents fawn over each other until I want to gouge out my eyes, a dream where I dress pretty and go to work, a dream where I'm designing and turning all my beautiful ideas into reality, a dream where I and Stefan are...
I open my eyes in annoyance because the clattering of dishes kept getting on my nerves. I can't even lose myself into my subconscious.
The maid is beside the bed and she is setting dishes on the bedside table. Why was she making so much noise then? And why am I not having breakfast with Massimo? Oh, I probably s
