Chapter 16

• Ginevra
• I’m the most dramatic person in the world, I know. That’s all because I was brought up with narrations of miracles, tales about curses and utterly drastic telenovela-storylines. Naturally, the fact that the one narrating it were also dramatic and hot-tempered characters surely wasn’t helpful either. No wonder I felt like nothing even mattered anymore. The night I spent with my mysterious masked man was so wholesome that everything just feels flavorless.
• God, I miss someone I don’t even know.