Ginevra
Getting home from my first shift back at the shop that I managed to get with Sophie, I throw my bag on the armchair next to the door of my room.
“What are you doing here?”
“I just want to talk. You have been ignoring me and your mother let me in.”
Nina looks at me with a sad expression.
“I don’t want to talk to you. I guess I made it clear as I didn’t respond to neither your text messages nor your calls.”
Clicking my tongue, I cross my arms in front of my chest.
“But we have to talk, Love. You can’t ignore me like that.”
I retort to her pleading look by wrinkling up my nose. “Don’t call me that, Nina.” Sighing exhaustedly, I add. “Fine, talk. But make it quick.”
“Listen, I’m really sorry, but I thought everything would go well and I didn’t plan on him taking me away for a
