“I’m a fucked up man,” he reasoned. “It bloody takes me a lot of time to realise my mistakes.”“What made you realise your mistake?”“I realised it a long time ago. I just did not want to admit it… I didn't want to admit what an asshole I am.” His hands reached out to hold me, but I stepped back. He

“You’re worse than Ma is when she complains about someone messing up her Chinese crockery.”“It’s porcelain, and everyone should know how to arrange the plates and glasses in a dishwasher, you idiot. Who raised you?”“Not you, apparently, you whiny little piece of shit.”“Maybe I should shove your h

ROSALINE[SIX MONTHS LATER]I doubted I would ever stay in the studio apartment, except for when I was working. The good thing about this place was it was right above my own office for wedding planning and coordination. After months of research, I was finally into it. Besides, I enjoyed planning the

“Even my extra weight?”“Yeah, even my child’s weight.” Smirking, he added, “I liked you with the pink hair. What else could you possibly want?”“Okay, my pink hair wasn’t that bad.”***“There’s a tradition we should talk about,” Luciano said, coming out of the washroom in nothing but a towel wrapp

Luciano was at the altar, his hands behind his back, his curly, dirty-blond hair pushed back, and behind him was Pietro, dressed in a tuxedo, since he was the best man along with Rione, and Lys and Sabina were the bridesmaids.I met Luciano’s stare and every thought I had left my mind. Even with all