Soft Addiction

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me I'm all by myself outside the mansion. I closed my eyes, letting the exhaustion wash over my body. My body ached and felt heavy, and I could feel sleep pulling me in. But even as I drifted away, a part of me still remained alert because I know my dad's men are still out there looking for me. And what if Lorenzo finds out I escaped? What would happen? I woke up to a soft hum of the city outside. It felt so good waking up to the sound of a bustling city. The morning light filled my room. For a moment, I lay still, enjoying the warmth and comfort of the bed. I got up slowly; I could feel my stomach growling. I was very hungry. My body still ached, but I felt better than yesterday. I picked up my phone and checked the time. I barely used my phone in the mansion because there was no network there, but here in the city, the network was full. I planned on getting a new SIM card since I discarded the other one. I got up from the bed. I took a quick hot shower. Letting the hot water wash away the tension of yesterday. As I dressed, I thought of ways to leave this state, Rome. I already faked an ID, so what's left was to execute the plan. Soon my thoughts were interrupted by my growling stomach. I grabbed the cellphone on the side table. "Hello," a voice answered from the other end. It was a male voice. "Hello," I said. "I will like to have breakfast," I replied. "Oh, okay, ma'am. What do you want to order?" The male voice asked "I don't know, I'm just hungry," I replied, surprised at the question. "Okay, ma'am, there's a menu under the cellphone; please go through it and tell me what you want," he said politely. I guess he could sense this was my first time, as I sounded naive. "Okay," I said as I anxiously picked the paper. "Okay, I can see Cappuccino, coffee, and croissants. Please, can I have that? I asked "Sure, you can, ma'am." He replied, "I will place your order now; your food will be ready in 10 minutes." "10mins? Okay, no problem, I can wait," I said. I felt like my stomach was tired in knots, growling loudly enough to be heard across the rooms. It's as if my entire being was consumed by the need to eat, and nothing else mattered until I s