16.

Angelo

“So, tell me what brought you here to Italy? I thought you were enjoying touring the world,” I asked as Annie said followed me to my study room after dinner. Annie is my cousin, my aunt’s daughter. I wouldn’t say we grew up together, but she spent many of her holidays with us. Annie is a prestigious writer who sold a thousand copies of her debut novel.

“Don’t even say you’re here for inspiration. Why can’t you stay in one place to get inspiration? You don’t have to travel around,” I remarked.

She scoffed, rolling her eyes. “You didn’t even give me time to explain.”

“Okay, go on. Explain to me,” I urged.

Leaning over the desk, she began, “Well... I’m here because I’ve missed you.”

I rolled my eyes. “Don’t feed me lies. Who are you chasing this time?”

Annie had always been a popular girl. With crushes from every direction. And she doesn’t stay in one place when it comes to men. She like a guy today, next morning, she would dump him.

“Argh! Why don’t you believe me? I’m here becau