The next morning, at 7 AM, Eden walked out of the hotel and headed towards the lane where Leo had his shop set up. Eden’s route to the Baptistry was in the opposite direction, but for some reason, Eden walked in the direction of Leo’s shop. She wanted to see if he really was there. She was wearing a white floral sundress, with blue and purple flowers all over. It flowed from below her bust down to just above her knee. She wore brown ankle-length booths and carried a small sling bag that carried her phone, cards, and cash. She did not need much make-up, just enough to cover the bruise that was already disappearing.From a distance, she saw a familiar lean figure. It was Leo setting up his shop on the side of the road. He was wearing different clothes but the same black leather jacket. His long hair kept getting on his face every time he bent down to arrange the flowers. He stood up to push his hair back out of frustration and saw Eden walking toward him. As Eden got closer, a big smil

Grace’s Point of View:It was finally Saturday, the day Grace had been anticipating. It was the day she took revenge on Theo. It was 7 in the evening and she was supposed to meet Theo at the club at 8.Grace did her skincare routine and took a warm exfoliating bath. She decided to wear her sexiest dress for the night, she needed to lure Theo as much as she could. She made a mental note to not drink even once, and to work on making Theo drunk.Grace pulled out a tight and short black dress that enhanced her curves. She paired it with black high-heeled gladiator sandals. She left her blonde wavy hair open and put on some light makeup, and headed outside where Theo was once again waiting in the car for her. She almost forgot her purse where she had kept the handcuffs, and ran back inside to get them, cursing herself for forgetting.Grace opened the door and sat inside. Theo looked at her and smiled. Grace smiled flirtatiously at him and batted her eyelashes. He was confused at this new g

Eden’s point of view:Eden waited outside the Baptistry of San Giovanni until 8:15 AM for it to open. Leo was right when he said there was a whole hour left for the baptistry to open. There wasn’t much crowd outside it, since it was still early, but a few people lingered waiting for it to open. Eden had found out about the place from one of Dan Brown’s Robert Langdon series of books, called Inferno. It was amongst the set of books that her mother had left in the home library. Alfred was about to throw them all out when Eden was 14, but she stopped him and took some of them with her. She read about the baptistery in the book and became obsessed with it since then, especially because of the way the author had described it in the book. She had looked up on the internet what it looked like but always wanted a first-hand experience. Finally, the doors opened. The doors were beautifully made too. Eden was the first to step inside the empty baptistery. At first, there were steps up to the e

Eden opened up her Google translate and typed ‘It is so nice to meet you all,’ and read it out loud for Leo’s friends. “è così bello conoscervi tutti,” said Eden. They looked at each other and burst out laughing. Eden looked at Leo confusedly to see he was laughing too.“Why are you guys laughing?” Eden asked Leo. Alex, Leo’s friend, looked at her and smiled, “We are just laughing at how adorable you sound with that terrible accent.” Eden was disappointed and gave up on trying to communicate through Google translate. Eden was surprised to see Alex speak English so fluently. He didn’t have an Italian accent like Leo. He spoke with a perfect American accent. Alex noticed the look of surprise on Eden and chuckled, “I’m just a transfer student at the University of Pisa, I am actually from New York.”Eden felt some sort of relief to find someone who spoke the same language as her, but she thought that their acquaintanceship would be very short since she had to go.“Well, Alex, can you te

“What are you talking about?” asked Leo, genuinely confused.“Uh, aren’t bars banned from serving alcohol to minors? I’m just 18,” said Eden.Alex chuckled and said, “The legal age for drinking here is 18, don’t worry, get whatever you want.” It made sense to Eden why they did not ask for an ID at the restaurant when Bennett and she downed almost an entire bottle of red wine. Also at the hotel, there was a bottle of champagne in the room, meaning they kept it there knowing their guest was only 18.Leo looked even more confused. “Wait, you’re 18? I thought you were older. Also, what is wrong with the USA, they allow you to get married at 18 but not drink? At what age are you allowed to drink?”“Twenty-one,” Eden answered.“NO! Tell me that’s not true, signora!” Leo exclaimed, his eyes widened. His reaction was comic. “I’m only 20, will I have to wait a whole year to be able to drink again?” “I mean I have been drinking since I was 16, I just made sure no one who could get me in troubl