Mad About You by Anna Premoli

Author:Anna Premoli [Premoli, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781838932909
Publisher: Head of Zeus

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Filippo and I find ourselves in a very run-of-the-mill pizzeria behind the Central Station. A rather ignominious place to finish what had been the most important relationship of my life – the only one worthy of the name, in fact. I’m absolutely certain that Fil wants to break it off cleanly once and for all. I realised that from how calm he was when we spoke yesterday. People only sound like that when they’ve already made their minds up about something. The really weird thing is that if he hadn’t called me, I would have called him a little while later and organised to meet him in Verona this weekend. Regardless of Ari, it’s time to let go of this thing between me and Fil. Hopefully without anger.

He is already waiting for me at the table when he sees me coming. He stands up and leans over to me to give me a kiss on the cheek. Yes, on one cheek. The sensation of relief I feel is a clear sign that we are doing the right thing.

“I hope I’m not causing problems for you at work with this long lunch break,” he says. It’s the first time in a long time that he’s seemed to consider my commitments, he must be feeling guilty.

“One long lunch isn’t going to kill them,” I reply seraphically and sit down in front of him. “So, it practically took a miracle to get you come to Milan...” I can’t help but point out.

He blushes visibly. “Yeah, well, it was pure chance. I thought that seeing as there was the opportunity, we ought to talk.” He lifts his eyes to see my reaction and, evidently reassured, forces himself to go on. “Listen, Giada, there’s no easy way to tell you this, so I’m going to go for the most direct: I’ve met someone.”

I don’t say anything for a moment. In a way, I expected it.

“In Verona?” When he nods his head, I say, “And do I know her?”

“I don’t think so, she’s not anyone we know. I met her at one of our gigs and... well, let’s say I thought it was just a passing thing, but it’s not. And since you and I have spent many beautiful years together, I didn’t want to end it in an underhand way, so I came to talk to you before I did anything with this person.”

His face is very tense and he is literally tearing the napkin in front of him into shreds. I should probably put him out of his misery. “The funny thing, Fil, is that I’ve met someone too...” I confess to him with a half laugh.

“Really?” he asks, looking visibly more relaxed. “Someone from the Bocconi?”

“Hard to believe though it might be, yes,” I confess, blushing. Fil is perhaps the one person who really understands how much I’m not usually a fan of them.

“One of the ones your mother would love so much?” he teases me gently.

“Ah yes - my mother would love him,” I reply thoughtfully.

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