"Alessia, what… what are you doing here?" Chloe asked, fear and disbelief evident in her eyes. "How did… you left there?"
Breathe… breathe…breathe.
I repeated the words in my head.
I really tried not to look at things. I tried not to think of the possibility of why my best friend would be in my house half naked, or why she was coming down from my bedroom covered in hickeys.
My stomach twisted painfully. It can't…no antonio can't betray me like this. Worse of all with Chloe, they are practically my family. They can't…
I took a slow breath. "It's okay, I'm just imagining things," I breathed out loud.
"Chloe…" I called, moving closer. She hurried down the rest of the stairs, quickly grabbing her top and pulling it on with shaky hands.
"I swear it's not what you think," she said.
