Simply Anna Page 4

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  Three weeks passed, during which I received and ignored a total of fifteen texts and calls from Niccolo. I knew it was him, because, despite deleting his number from my phone, I’d still kept the slip of paper he’d given me all those months ago when we had first met. He’d insisted on giving me his number in case I needed to contact him regarding the insurance for the car accident. I had given him my number for the same reason, thus allowing him to text me in the first place… I suppose I could have blocked his number, but I was finding it perversely stimulating having him try to contact me countless times, and me acting the cool, distant, uninterested damsel, who certainly wasn’t in distress.

  At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.