Annalise couldn't stop the constant quiver of her legs as much as she tried to, it just wouldn't stop - she was nervous out of her mind.
She was in Savio's apartment.
It was a stupid move considering what he'd told her the first time they had met but still, this was her only resort. He had also insisted that due to the fact that there were pictures of them that had been captured on the internet, those rumors could be awakened again and this time, it had the propensity of finally being linked to her identity, this had been enough for her to agree to come to his apartment but now that she was here, Annalise wondered if it was altogether a great idea because now Savio was serving her cream sauce pasta and white wine he'd made himself and she didn't know how to feel about that… this was in no way a casual visit and she needed him to remember that.
