“Valentino! We're running late!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.
“Coming!” he said before I turned and gave Susan a look.
“Is he always this late?” Susan asked in her thick French accent.
“I'm just finding out for myself,” I said to her with a smile.
It's been three months since I left for Paris, and I must say that it's been amazing.
I've had Valentino, who has been nothing but a big help to me ever since I got here.
The first week here was hell, and I didn't do anything but cry and obsess over going back to New York and Alessandro.
It felt like I was losing my mind.