Alive.

I stared at the car which stopped a few distance away from my house, it stayed there for a while, before it drove off once again.

It's been a few weeks since I started seeing that car around me, at first I thought it was a coincidence, maybe a student with a car staying around. But it has been showing up everywhere and anywhere I go.

Maybe it was Andrei asking someone to keep an eye on me, but for some reason I wasn't bothered and wasn't about to panic.

I opened the door, walking into my house and shutting it behind me, making sure it was locked.

It's been two years since I left Italy, two years without Nico and two years since I started all over in a place no one knew me.

Andrea decided to go to fashion school at the last minute so we were separated, not that I minded.

It was nice to be in a place without anyone staring at you with pity at every minute, waiting for you to break down so they could wrap their arms around you and tell you everything was going to be alright.

It was sicke