Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

Valentina stopped playing with her dolls as soon as she heard the bell and
looked at me with anguished eyes. I got up from the sofa, smiling reassuringly
at her, even when my own heart was beating fast. I didn’t know who was
behind that door, and I hated that fact.
My hand shook a little as I grabbed the knob, but I pushed myself to
unlock the door and pull it open.
I wasn’t ready for who was behind it.
A redhead with a gorgeous red dress, highlighting every curve of her
gorgeous body stood on the other side of the door, holding a big plate that
smelled positively delicious in her hands. She had a big white smile that
immediately vanished when she saw me, replaced by a confused frown.
“Oh. Who are you?” She asked, looking me up and down. I felt
underdressed even though I shouldn’t have. If anything, she was the one
overdressed. Who wore stilettos to deliver food?
“Excuse me? I live here.”
“Oh. Oh! You’re the poor little orphan girl Maddox took in!” My
eyebrows nearly touched my hairline at her words.
I couldn’t believe she’d just said that. A part of me wanted to punch her
in the face for belittling me like that, while another one just wanted to burst
out laughing.
I exhaled and did neither. “I’m neither poor nor little. You are?”
“I’m Giorgianna, the neighbor from down the hall. Well, I came to see
Maddox. I know he rarely has time to cook so I made him lasagna.” She
smirked, assessing me again, “My nonna’s recipe, he loves it.” She smirked,
shrugging like it was no big deal.
Right. For a second I wondered if the lasagna was the only thing from that
girl Maddox loved to eat but then I refrained. Those thoughts were better