I don't know for how long I stood rooted in the hall after Mr. Rossi's exit. My head was spinning and going around in circles.
“What have I done?”
“What did I get myself into?”
“Why do I have such bad luck?”
I slid back to the floor with my hands on my head. "I messed up," I thought.
“Yes, I know. He won't suspect a thing, trust me.”
My head snapped to the source of the voice. It was Sebastian. He seemed shocked at first to see me but masked it quickly.
“Why are you up at this hour?” he asked me, coming closer to my direction.