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2021-08-01 15:30:41Emiliana
“Ho bisogno di asciugamani,” (I need towels.) Carlos’ companion ordered as he and Carlos guided Giovanni to the living room. Giovanni slumped in a bloody mess onto the couch, staining the covers and cushions instantly.
I was standing frozen to the spot, while the raven haired stranger was on the phone, speaking fast and to the point. I watched like an outsider, unsure of what to do or where to put myself. The uneasy sensation I felt swirled around me, repeating in my stomach like I was on board a ship.
All I heard was my name repeating over and over, the muffled sounds clearing through the static that invaded my ears.
“Emiliana, dove sono i vostri asciugamani?” (Emiliana, where are your towels?) He shook me gently, urgency surging through, forcing me to meet his anxious gaze.
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