Ahaana's POV:

I didn't know how many hours I spent sitting on that bench recalling everything Ms. Sera said. And all I want to do now is see him. I stood up forgetting the notebooks that were on my lap and they fell down on the ground. I was going to pick those up when I saw a folded paper that was trying to escape from that notebook because of the air. Seeing that paper, I remembered Vincenzo's letter that was still under my pillow. I didn't get the guts to read that then but now my ...