RomanoxReader/ Unhealed Heart/ Part 3RomanoxReader/ Unhealed Heart/ Part 3By Puri~There was something really weird about all this, she was, without doubt, trying to hide something. I'm not the one to wonder about people, if they don't want to talk about something I'll leave them alone. Not that I talk to a lot of people anyways but it was different with her, I wanted to know more about her, what was making her miserable? I must admit, she is making a quite remarkable job at hiding. But I know she's hiding something and she it knows too and whatever it is, I’m going to find out.Her eyes were gentle, but gentle is not a synonym of happy. I wanted her to be happy, because even if it costs me to say it, is necessary. I must be a hypocrite, but I don't care, happiness is healthy, it's necessary. Even if I'm not, or just because I'm not, that doesn't mean I want other people to be miserable. I want her to be happy, everyone should be happy; in fact happiness is so contagious I would be happy if she
RomanoxReader/Unhealed Heart/Part TwoRomanoxReader/Unhealed Heart/Part TwoBy Puri~I waited for her to come the next day, it was around the time she had come in yesterday but there still no sign of her. It’s not like she said she’d come the very next day anyway, and it’s not like I’m waiting or expecting her to come or anything. I just wanted to prove to fratello it wasn't the same girl he met. A couple walked in, the hostess led them to a table and I walked over to their table almost automatically. A group of girls also came in, and then a girl by herself, she sat on the same table __________ had been yesterday. I wasn't feeling all that great today, and my hopes to see the girl again today had vanished, I wanted to just go home and do nothing. It’s true there were other waiters but the couple and the girl were on my section so I had to deal with them.I walked towards the girl reluctantly, “Hello, how are you today?” I faked a nice voice, it was easy, I did it all the time.
RomanoxReader/Unhealed Heart/ Part OneRomanoxReader/Unhealed Heart/ Part OneBy Puri~We've just moved, I've been feeling better lately, I don’t like change that much, I guess no one likes change much, because over time you do just get accustomed to your surroundings. But this change is for the best, or so my brother keeps saying. Veneziano is the kind of person that won’t shut up about something when it intrigues or fascinates him. He will get tired of it, eventually.The thing is we are not just moving, we are also starting our very own business, an Italian Restaurant by the name of Gardenia. Everything is settled; we made sure of it ourselves. The place is paid, the furniture is in place, licenses, kitchen, menus, everything. Veneziano and I made sure the place looked exactly how we pictured it in our minds. It’s in a corner, there are no other Italian restaurants near, and so it is the perfect location. Actually, the closest thing to completion would be the bakery shop that is on the corner in front o