"Edith" I knock on her door but as usual I get no answer. I open the door and what I saw in front of me got me to the thunderbolt of the millennium. The complete closet was emptied on the bed. Her shoes, dresses, handbags were laying abandoned on the floor. What happened? I get stunned looking at the condition of the room. All the cosmetics were tossed to the ground carelessly, bearing the brunt of her anger. Her dressing table was broken and pieces of glass littered the complete room. So much of destruction in a matter of half an hour? Whatever the problem was needs immediate attention. The cot was grungy as I look ahead my eyes reach her at the corner of the bed. She was seen cross laid on her stomach with her head buried in a pillow releasing her tears in soft sobs.

"Edith?" A knot occupies my throat seeing her defeating form. I can stand anything under the sun but not her pain. The 

Edith

I open my eyes and find I am not in my room but in Sandro's. For a few moments I felt disoriented but later I start remembering everything that happened yesterday night my cries, my fits of anger that turn the room to a chaos and finally the kiss. His kiss...

He kissed me without warning without permission without even deciding to do it but simply because he couldn't have done anything else to stop my cries. He is my first kiss.  Like a fire within my bones, like a soul has returned to water every part of me that came from the dead star was alive again.   The way I felt when been kissed by him for the first time, words fell short in my vocabulary to express my feelings about the warm canoodle. He needed the breath I was holding. It belonged to him and he wanted it back.

His hands went around me like I was his possession. I felt perfect in his arms like his hands were solely made

Allesandro

"What was the meaning behind the stunt you pulled in front of my friends yesterday?" Edith asked me with her hands resting on either sides of her waist. I wanted to play with her a little. Controlling my laughter I folded my hands to my chest and ask her displaying my complete innocence. "What stunt Edith? I am not able to understand you."

Her eyes were glaring at me as big as saucers. "I am talking about you going shirtless in front of my friends. I know you since last six months I never saw you without a shirt, then why the special treatment to my friends? Oh, I did not think this argument is going to go so interesting. Getting totally serious as if going clueless on what she was talking, I ask her. "Edith are you feeling sad that your friends got to see something that you haven't been blessed to witness since staying for so long with me?"

Her lips go in a thin line and s

"Edith" I knock on her door but as usual I get no answer. I open the door and what I saw in front of me got me to the thunderbolt of the millennium. The complete closet was emptied on the bed. Her shoes, dresses, handbags were laying abandoned on the floor. What happened? I get stunned looking at the condition of the room. All the cosmetics were tossed to the ground carelessly, bearing the brunt of her anger. Her dressing table was broken and pieces of glass littered the complete room. So much of destruction in a matter of half an hour? Whatever the problem was needs immediate attention. The cot was grungy as I look ahead my eyes reach her at the corner of the bed. She was seen cross laid on her stomach with her head buried in a pillow releasing her tears in soft sobs.

"Edith?" A knot occupies my throat seeing her defeating form. I can stand anything under the sun but not her pain. The Johny Walker I consumed a while ago had started its effect on me. The room around me was doing somer

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