I haven't slept all night, I was envisioning about everything that had occurred. Within hours, my life turned upside down. I feel like I'm living in some kind of nightmare that I'd like to rouse from.When I try to open my eyes. The sun's rays blind me completely. I cover my face with the velvety linen, yawing then try to stand up. I stretch, reminding myself that it wasn't a delusion and that everything was authentic.
Grimacing I get up from bed, feeling strain in my legs. I roll up the pants that belong to none other than Emiliano. The bandages are still holding on. I'd like to check the condition of my wounds, perhaps I won't move them and leave them alone.
It seems to be out of the room, the door is ajar, that's good. I'm walking down the stairs, hugging the railings. I still haven't regained my toughness.
When I'm down, my eyesight doesn't see any human being, it's disturbing. I make my way and reach the kitchen, it's unoccupied.
"Do you need help with everything?" Sudden voice makes me jump, having a heart attack.
I turn to see the old lady, she seems to be in her middle fifties. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." She apologizes to me in a pleasant voice.
To which I'm answering. "Don't worry, nothing happened," Shooting her a timorous smile.
"Are you hungry? That's not even a question, you have to eat something," She waves her hand, then goes to the refrigerator, opening it and choosing the food she needs.
"I wouldn't like to blow your head, I certainly do-" She cuts me of, "Honey, this is my role, besides Emiliano told me to make sure that you eat."
I won't be picky and eat, my stomach is dying of thirst and I wouldn't despise a delectable meal.
"Please sit down and I'll take care of everything." She announces, and I do what she orders.
This means that Emiliano isn't here, I'm inquisitive where he's now and what he's performing. Yesterday he told me that I had assured him that I was in debt. I've no clue why he cared so much for me to spend the night. Anyway, I'm a faithful person and always retain my word. I also did some struggles for myself and determine to stay, I won't be ungracious, he rescued my life.
I give myself moments to get to know this place and examination each little features. The house is arranged in an innovative fashion, mainly dark shades with wood elements, which give this locals an insane sensibility and charm
Concentrated, I don't see the women giving me a plate full of food under my nose. It has pancakes with various fruits, chocolate sauce and grape juice.
"Enjoy your meal, I hope you enjoy it," She says.
"Thank you very much. May I know your name?" I asks and she gives me a sincere smirk.
"I'm Gabriela," She introduces herself, shaking my hand. I get up from the chair, and shake her hand, saying, "Nice to meet you, I'm Rosseta,"
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𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐀 | 18
RomanceRosseta Donnatiello is a seventeen-year-old girl. She's marvelous, literally and figuratively. Every boy crave her, however she's to bashful to be in relationship. Finally, one day she's forced to go to the party where she meets Emiliano. Emiliano C...