Tori
My breathing is still fast and labored, exhausted from tearing this wedding gown to pieces. I leave the mess in the kitchen and march my way back upstairs to get changed. With my original clothes on and a slight semblance of myself back, I decide to see this master bedroom and what Nico means by unpack.
I find the room where he said it'll be. A giant king size canopy bed sits in the center, because, of course, Nico would want something extravagant to sleep on. He seems the type.
On the bed sits two large suitcases, opened to reveal clothes. My clothes. The same garments I kept at my apartment with Alicia. My heart thrums a mixture of emotions that range from happiness to deep disturbance. I focus on the lighter emotions and run to the suitcases, realizing how much I missed my clo
