ALEX.
After dinner, we went to a bar and talked about his relationship status. He mentioned having to travel from New York to Rome for our meeting and other urgent matters. His stay here will only last a few days, as he must return to the United States as soon as possible.
"See you later, Black. Good luck," Enzo says as I get out of the car at the hotel entrance.
"You'll need it too. Thanks for the warm welcome. Good night." I said goodbye, entered the hotel, and went up to my room. I get ready for bed wearing only gray pajama pants, text Elizabeth to ask about her day, and turn on the TV. It's almost 2 a.m. in Los Angeles, so I have to wait for her to wake up to see the message.
The phone alarm goes off. I turn off the annoying noise and set it aside, open my eyes, and take a while to
