Semua Bab The Agreement: Bab 31 - Bab 40

"It's not what's under the Christmas tree that matters but who's around it." ~ Charlie Brown "Merry Christmas!" I cheer while entering the kitchen, everyone present their chuckles at me. They greet back with the same enthusiasm, I love, love, love Christmas! I did not even realise that it was nearing, a few nights ago I felt the sudden shift in the weather, it made me curious. I inquired about the month and found out that it is DECEMBER! I was always prepared ahead for this month back at home, but since I have arrived here, I have not checked the date in a long time. I could not find it out sooner because it does not snowfall here. Christine told me that the northern side of Italy is where it snows while the southern side where we reside is moderate during winters. I was also surprised to find out that it has been almost 2 months since Alessandro and I got married. The realisation brought different emotions with it, I felt happy and content knowing that I found the love of my life

"We ignore truths for temporary happiness." ~Unknown The sound of gunshots slowly dies down, I sob sitting on the floor. I feel distraught and confused but most of all scared. The reality of me being all alone struck me like a thunderous lightning, there is no one who I can call mine or run to, crying my heart out. I thought Alessandro was someone I can call mine forever, but after this encounter, I am doubting it. For the first time, I am unable to be strong, for the first time since I came here, I am unable to keep the promise that I made to myself on my wedding day. I promised myself that I will be strong. But I don't know what to fight for, I don't know what the truth is. I just feel tired and confused. I harshly wipe my tears with the backs of my hands, I take in deep breaths and stand up. The room lights up making me flinch, I close my eyes at the sudden light, it feels harsh. I blink my eyes a number of times, trying to adjust them to the bright light, when I am able to open

"To young hearts, keep beating, keep breaking, keep falling in love." ~Unknown I am pulled out of the secret room, my mind is running a mile per minute. The wall slides back to it's original place when we exit the room. That is when I realise about the situation in hand, Alessandro's mom is alive and someone has dragged me out of the room. I quickly look at the person who has a firm grip on my upper arm. "Christine?" I frown as I take in her pale face, she is panting heavily as if she is out of breath. Her face is a sickly pale, she looks like she is about to faint any minute. On que her knees buckle up but I am quick to hold her before her body collides on the floor. "Christine!" I shriek, patting her cheek softly. ~~~~~~ "Are you ok?" I ask her cautiously while holding the glass of water for her. She gives me an angry frown. "Maledetti ragazzi mi uccideranno un giorno" (you damn kids will kill me someday) she mutters under her breath. We are in my bedroom, she is sitting on

"All my better days are the ones spent with you" ~Perry Poetry I have always considered myself as a moon child, but what exactly does a moon child mean? I never actually referred to any reliable source to look through the exact meaning of that word. I remember hearing the word somewhere and instantly falling in love with it. In my head I came up with my own meaning, the meaning of 'moon child' for me is, 'someone who loves gazing at the moon for countless hours, someone who feels a deep connection with the moon.' I guess I will never know if the meaning is valid, maybe I will never look it up and stick by own meaning. Sometimes it's best when you know less about things. The more you know the more it hurts. Since my childhood the moon has always been my favourite part of the night. I have always chased light and when night comes, darkness takes over, it is the moon that illuminates a soft light over the earth. It saves us from darkness, it acts as a hope. A hope that light can be fou

"I have late night conversations with the moon, he tells me about the sun and I tell him about you" ~S.L.Gray 'I hope he drowns.' I mumble angrily while covering myself with the soft duvet. I returned back to my room a few minutes ago, I changed into my nightdress, and washed my face, making it makeup free, I then made a beeline towards my only true companion. My bed. My anger has subsided a bit making the sleep kick in, I keep mumbling while huffing and puffing in between. Soon, I feel my eyes getting droopy, I slip into half sleep when I sense the bed dip from the other side. The next thing I know, I am being pulled out of my bed. I instantly let out a scream which is cut short by an 'oomph' when I am slumped upon a hard shoulder. I open my previously sleepy eyes, the sleep now long gone. My gaze directly lands on the person's butt. This butt, I can recognise it anywhere, seeing as how much time I have spent ogling it. Alessandro. My eyes roam around frantically, he is taking m