Elena was careful to walk away from the hospital room slowly. She didn't want to disturb Massimo or Aria. And, more relevantly, she didn't want to risk them talking to her.
Elena was sure if she talked to Massimo right now, her resolve would shake. But even though she knew what to do, that didn't make her feel any better.
Elena cursed the fact that she had seen their private scene at all. If only Elena hadn't forgotten her phone, she could still be living in ignorance of the heavy, complicated feelings swirling around in her chest.
But now Elena had neither her phone nor her blissful ignorance.
Elena's father had once said that the only way to get over a problem was to drink it under the table.
It was advice aimed at an adolescent Matteo, Elena's half-brother, not Elena herself but El
