I turned to the other side of my bed and covered my face with the blanket. If only I could cover my live, if only I had listened and see why Luciano doesn't like them.

I was feeling so miserable and nothing was helping. I don't know which hurt the most; knowing it was Massimo who could have leaked my photos or walking into them having sex.

The thought of it made my stomach clutter and I felt like throwing up. I couldn't stop thinking of it and of course, blaming myself.

I ...