Giovanni
I’m absorbed by the movement of her fingers as she plays with mine.
We are lying in some small bed in an overly girly guest room of Loredana’s apartment.
I remember already spending one or two nights here as I was totally wasted and turned up at the door devastated.
She would put me in this room to sleep it off before serving me the strongest coffee I ever had the pleasure of tasting, together with a mercilessly hurtful speech about me being an asshole to make Danielle suffer like this when I couldn't stand it either.
The fact that I now made love to Danielle in this very room, is some kind of beautiful redemption.
Danielle is lying on my chest, her head resting on the shoulder of my arm she is playing with.
I don’t even have the strength to speak while she hums happil
