Chapter 27

(Renata Pellegrini)

Humm, that smells good, I feel my mouth salivate and my stomach rumbles for food. I open my eyes, sit up in bed and my stomach twitches, making me feel discomfort and a snore echo out of my belly.

“Buongiorno!” Filippo enters my room holding a tray of breakfast. “You woke up on time,” he says with an almost invisible smile on his lips, having only a small line marked on them.

I keep watching him and he is wearing the same clothes as yesterday, but without the suit, the baby blue social blouse is folded up to the elbows, and on top of the blouse he is wearing my pink barbie apron. I hold back my laughter.

“You ... you slept here?” I ask, coming to my senses. I feel my cheeks flush.

“Sì, ragazza,” he answers as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

“W-where?” I ask looking at the floor, bite my lip and in my mind a small hope arises that he will answer that he slept in the same bed as me.

I know it's wrong to share the same bed without being in a relationshi