Getting out of his room, Alessandro had the biggest and the widest smile he could have ever imagined to have, dancing all over his face.
Strutting out down the stairs and dancing on his tip toes, he entered inside the kitchen and grabbed an apple to the go.
Usually when one exercises, it gives you dopamine and endorphins, making one happy and charming and despite of being torn, washed up and exhausted by having multiple o****m within the past three hours, he was charmingly happy and radiating a different kind of energy.
There wasn’t the slightest, single dot of any remembrance of Amy on top of his head. He had completely forgotten who Amy was and how she looked, even forgetting her face entirely.
That’s why he was calmingly happy and it was resiliently obvious from his facial expressio
