Ginevra
Tommaso steps into the bedroom as I’m reading a book, leaning on the headboard of the bed. He smiles at me as he steps closer to give me a short kiss on my cheek.
“Is this a thriller?”
I giggle shortly as I turn the cover for him to read, and he tilts his head to do so. “Yes, it’s quite enthralling.”
“I didn’t think you were a thriller kind of girl.”
I just smile at him while he disappears into the walk-in closet to change.
He was kind of right, actually. I was never into thrillers or scary movies. But I can’t just read all my romance novels that I loved before this all happened to me. I tried, but every line I read was just too painful for me.
This entire situation, feeling so absurdly normal, makes me feel like I thought I would in the beginning, as I accepted to be marr
