That night as Vanessa went home, she couldn't sleep as she was so restless, her head kept on going marcel Marcel, but even when she was putting matte on his bed to sleep she was so out of it she almost forgot to sing him his lullaby,
This was killing her, yes they met, but they hardly talked about their feeling one of the seasons she was sure of Was that Matteo was in the room and didn't want to be a prick about it in front of his son.
But how did he find her? she couldn't help but think that through as she took off her dress, and walking naked unto the shower,
Her thought was still pushed up by the Mafia.
Minutes turned to hours as she continued staring at the ceiling, sighs after sighs.
Though his voice was cold it was still so soothing as she remembered,
It was him, God, now it
