Mena
"You've been waiting for me?" I asked. Looking at the woman, I had no choice but to admire her beauty. It might've been the way she presented herself, or the sundress which hugged her body—but there was just something about her.
I could tell she had never had a worry in her life, other than which designer bag would match her outfit for the day.
What struck me the most was not her beauty, but the way she had been involving Naty. It was both hearth warming and worrying, because I couldn't understand why.
Giulia pulled me into a welcoming hug. "I hope I didn't interrupt your sleep, sweetheart."
"Not at all, ma'am," I replied, trying to match her big smile.
"Giulia, please," she corrected me.
"Giulia."
"Now sit. You have to help me eat all this food," She guided me to a chair. I s
