Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I was still sobbing into Alessandro’s chest. I could not make this up, but I was feeling great. After crying for so long, while in the vicinity of someone who was fated to make my life great, I felt free for once in my life. I felt like the world was just lifted off my shoulders. I am, of course, still grieving for my parents, but he was already making this process easier.I lifted my head from his chest and wiped my eyes with my shirt. I looked at him and smiled weakly before I looked at his shirt and realized just how soaked it had become with my tears.“I am sorry about your shirt,” I said apologetically.Alessandro looked down at his shirt and chuckled.“It is quite alright. Just remind me to get better absorbent clothes for your crying sessions.” He joked and my heart grew warm.Does this mean he accepts me now?“Yes, I do Isla. I am so sorry for the w
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