Playing God

★★★

Dario turned off the lights in the hall, as he was in the mood to loiter around in the dark. A cigarette was lit in his hand as the packet had been lying there since he was waiting for her to come and for some reason, he could not stop himself from smoking incessantly.

“Was he worried she will not come?” Dario furrowed his brows as he disliked the thought of caring about what Chiara would do