Rome, Italy.
Alliana's pov:
"An accident; I just cut my hand on the mirror," Kai said. "Not just the mirror," Denzel muttered as he stepped back. I rolled my eyes. With a sigh, I walked out of the bathroom, leaving Andrea to help Kai. As I headed back to my room, I couldn't stop thinking about Kai's words about Souline. Even though we didn't always get along, I couldn't ignore that whatever they had was more than just physical attraction.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
I groaned as I reached the door. When I opened it, I found Montero standing there, looking concerned. "Hey, Montero! What's up?" I asked. "The food's ready. Do you want me to help you downstairs?" Montero asked. With everything still on my mind, I had completely forgotten about dinner. But Montero didn't deserve to be caught up in our problems, so I forced a smile and nodded.