ALESSANDRO'S POV:
"Where the fuck did that come from?" Aldo asks as he takes the card from my hands.
"Found it on my desk." I respond as I allow my head to drop into my hands.
"You gave up on me.
You claimed you loved me, but you gave up on me.
But I still love you. And I will have you back by any means necessary."
The words written on the card play on repeat in my head until I'm practically feeling chills all over my body. If this is indeed Giulia's handwork, where has she been all this while? And why does she choose now to suddenly resurface?
"Do you have any idea who might have written this?" Aldo asks with a frown on his face.
I'm quiet for a few seconds, as the severity of the words I'm about to utter weigh heavily on me. "Giulia."
"Fuck!" Aldo says in a shocked tone as he falls into the chair opposite me. "How sure are you?" Aldo asks in a sceptical tone.
