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I deserve a little break from that place, don't I? I most definitely do. I work hard, I'm a single mom raising a kid so a free trip to Italy is something very well deserved I'll say that! I'm in Italy now, I'm taking an Uber to the hotel and Adriana's sleeping on my lap as I stared out of the window. It looks so nice here. I start to imagine if I could actually run into him. Could that happen? Or maybe he's moved away and forgotten all about our little love story which honesty was not little for me or maybe he's settled down with someone else, he's an attractive man, he can get anyone he wants also he's very successful so I'm sure he's got someone in his life now. Apart of me still hopes that he wants me back. The other apart tells me to just move on already. But the third option that I made up is to just not listen to either of these voices.

I arrived at the hotel and got out with Adriana. She held onto my hand and we went inside to register. I went on my phone and called my boss to tell him I made it. He told me all the details of the place, the owners and what to expect. The call soon ended and I took in a deep breath. Tomorrow is gonna be a busy day.

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The next morning

I woke up earlier than usual today, so that I could have time to prepare and make sure I look good. Thankfully I didn't need to stress over finding a baby sitter because this hotel has a children's daycare. After I got ready I dropped her off and grabbed an Uber to the place. I learnt some Italian a while back because of him but now I could actually put it into practice.

When I reached the office I walked in with confidence, nothing to worry about. I just need to get through this and I'll be done and on my way with a promotion! The office I need to be at is upstairs so I went to wait for the elevator . As I waited I decided to go on my phone to distract me. My boss still keeps texting me asking me if I knew what I was doing and everything like that to which I just ignored. I'll answer him afterwards. As I was scrolling through my phone I looked up to see someone going inside the elevator.

"Hold the door plea-" Gabriella you're in Italy! Fuck how do I say this again? It didn't even matter the person had already left. Asshole. Well actually that was kinda my own fault. I'll just take the stairs. I took the stairs forgetting about that moment. The biggest room, highest floor on the left. Those were the instructions. Ok, don't look down Gabriella. Don't look down. I looked towards the room and wow, the place I work at doesn't have anything like this. This place is honestly so beautiful. I knocked on the door and waited for someone to open it. Here we go I guess.

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