"Alessandro, what is she talking about?"

I furrowed my brows, "What are you talking about?"

Alessandro ignored my question and was about to close the door but I held him back by his arm. He turned to me with an annoyed expression on his face.

I held out my hand, "Can I have my phone back?"

"No," he responded. 

I narrowed my eyes at him, "You have my word that I won't tell anyone about this, just give me my phone."

He stared blankly at me and didn't say anything.

I pointed between him and me, "I love the trust we have in each other, it's nice." 

Alessandro walked out of my room, "Goodnight Katie."

I glared at his retreating figure and angrily slammed the door. I lay on my bed and anxiously bit my fingernails as I thought of everything that transpired.

Alessandro cannot control Marcellia, she's definitely going to kill Amelia whether he wants her to or not. If Dylan heard the conversation, I may be sending him into a death trap.