Alanna you are right it must be him.
I reply, but why,
It is obvious there is only one reason Alanna and that is that he cares about you. I went into the city yesterday and I ran into Elliot. He told me that Marco is having a terrible time over in Venice. Apparently, he is lying in his room all day and did not even come out to wish his family a ‘happy new year’. Elliot, thinks it is due the fact that he is pining away after some girl: the girl is you Alanna.
I take a deep breath as I read her words for the third time. I do not understand why I have such an effect on Marco it is not as if we have any type of history. I reply,
Sophie I have no words to describe the way I feel right now. I simply just do not understand Marco at all.
BEEP! Another message from Sophie
So is your flight home today?
Yes tonight at six, I am totally dreading the packing
How was your night last night? Did you have a happy new year?
I had the event with my dad it was boring without you however I did have a little fun!
Oh, do tell!
Where do I start, I fill Sophie in on last night’s events not leaving out a single detail.
I cannot believe someone like him exists how you can stand to be around him.
Sophie if you saw him you would see my reason.
Even so, he sounds like an arrogant ass to me.
Maybe he is but I feel that there is so much more to him. When I stared into his eyes, I felt as if there was pain in them maybe a traumatic experience or something. There is more than meets the eye with this one!
Sounds like you maybe have a little thing for him Alanna.
No, I do not; I am just interested that is all.
The sheer fact that you describe him as the most beautiful, living, breathing thing you have ever laid eyes on has nothing to do with it.
I feel a little stunned by Sophie’s words she is never as judgmental as this. I feel uneasy about the way this is going so I decide to change the subject.
Any way Sophie what has been going on since I have been away any news?
No just the same old stories the same old cat fights the same old Manhattan!
Does it ever change is there ever anything going on, that is not to benefit some ulterior motive?
I guess not. Alanna it is time for me to go just now I am about to head out but I guess I will see you soon?
I will be home tonight or maybe in the morning I am not sure all I know is that I am dreading it!
You will be fine!
I know see you when I see you!
Ten
After I am finished packing, I walk over to the window to have one last look at the streets of London. I see the tourist information point where I went on my first day. Over in the distance quite far away I can see the London eye, the place I had met Jessica. I look down at the sidewalk next to the door of the hotel and there is a black Lamborghini parked. As I look closer, I can see a man sitting on his phone. He looks familiar to me but where have I seen him before? I rack my brain but nothing. Then it hits me, it is the dark haired man, who I saw with Adrian Black last night. I am sure of it, I lean closer and yes, it is the guy from last night. I think why he is here. Maybe Adrian Black has been staying in this hotel, while I was here. Possibly the dark haired man is there sitting on his phone waiting for Adrian Black. I take a deep breath thinking shall I get out and talk to this man. I cannot, he would think I was crazy, right? On the other hand, maybe not, I try to convince myself that it is the only thing to do. With a walk so fast, that I almost trip again, but this time I stay fully balanced. I open the door and step out unknowing I step on something rather jagged, ouch my foot hurts, I look down and there is a single red rose lying at my door. I pick it up and look around for a card. However, this time there is no card, no bellman and no earrings just a simple red rose. I step back into the room and rush over to the window. There I see the black car still sitting there, but now there is not one man in the car but there are two and one may just be Adrian Black. As quickly as I can breathe, the car speeds away and all that I am left, with is this state of panic. I start to feel a little dizzy so I sit down on the bed, as I lay I think that Adrian Black may just be the one thing that I don’t have all the answers for. Sitting back up and as I wait for my eyes to clear, I reach over and grab my phone. I try to focus my eyes on the screen but it is too hard my eyes are full of fog. I shut them then open them again but still they are not clearing. I lay back down resting my head against the pillow I close my eyes again but this time for longer and I start to fall asleep.
I walk into a huge office where everything is white. There is massive white desk with a blonde haired man sitting behind it. As he sees me, he stands up to greet me. “Miss Hart please right this way Mr Black is waiting for you.” I follow the man up the long hallway and into a little room, where there is a water dispenser at one side and coffee machine the other. I look all around wondering what I am doing here what has Adrian Black been waiting for.