*Olivia*
I woke up with the sun shining in through the gauzy blinds on our hotel window and immediately rolled over, wanting to cuddle up to Giovani, but his side of the bed was empty. I blinked and felt his pillow, thinking maybe he had just run to the lobby for something, but it had gone cold like he had been gone for a while.
I couldn’t imagine why he would’ve gotten up without me; it was only our third day in Paris, and so far, we had spent every single second together, just basking in the luxury of being in one another’s company. It had been the best few days of my life, spent doing nothing other than exploring the city, eating amazing French cuisine, and making love to Giovani every single night. I never wanted to go back to our regular life in Italy, I just wanted to keep our Parisian fantasy going forever.
