In life, there's a room that is not allowed to be open by anyone. And in my case that room was refered to be my life as Sadira. I wanted to buried my past so I keep that door locked.
I won't let anyone to open it, because I won't let anyone to know me.
"Cami"
I stop mid air when I was about to grab the door knob as I heard Seviro called me. Hesitating, I turn around to face him who's standing a little farther from me but enoughed for me to heard his voice.
He's serious face under the light of the streetlight is too good to be true. Seviro Alcinous Castaldi is really a real definition of greek god. An almost perfect man that has flaws and edges but then you won't able to recognize it because of his physical perfection.
I mentally laughed. Now I'm starting to appreciate his looks, complimenting him inside my head.
I raised my eyebrow and cross my arm as I sense that he's not planning to utter something "What do you want to say?" I inquire.
