They have set their bags and jackets on the beds and Grazia is sitting on the plush sofa now. She is watching Alessio pace the length of the room and he seems nervous to her. Like a caged animal. He is murmuring something, but it’s too quiet for her to catch. She can see his lips moving and he is clearly debating something with himself. She knows it’s not good to force someone to start talking, but this is ridiculous. How bad can things be? Allegra hinted at a few weird facts, but that really didn’t tell her anything.
“Stop pacing around. Whatever it is, I won’t hold it against you.” Grazia tries to encourage him.
“You might. Please don’t make any promises.” Alessio looks at her, but he stops the pacing and she is glad.
“Come sit with me.” She beckons to him. He is driving her crazy wit
