Marylin's POV
This week has been a hell for me as I had to do everything in me to avoid Alessandro but he seems to be everywhere I turn. He is hell-bent on talking to me and I'm hell-bent on ignoring him.
His mother has tried to approach me and I managed to efficiently cut her off but I started to feel guilty right away.
I groaned as I took a U-turn as I saw Alessandro walking towards me. Ignoring his calls for me, I hide inside the women's washroom.
I don't know what his problem is. Does he not get that I don't want to talk to him ever again?
A big fat lie. My subconscious screamed inside my head.
Let me rephrase my question. Does he not get that I'm ignoring him?
you're not ignoring him, you're running from him". My subconscious butted again, painting her perfectly manicured nails.
I wanted to slap her and to slap her I'll have to slap myself so I let it go and blocked her from my mind.