Leo
"Please...let me go,"
"Is it not over yet? I need to take a shower,"
I can't remember the last time I felt this angry. I felt so angry that I couldn't breathe properly. There was so much disgust in her voice. f**k. I stomped into the guest room and slammed the door shut, running my hand wildly through my hair as I tried to calm down. But I can't calm down. Because I don't think I have ever been this furious with anyone before. And it was not just anger. It was something completely else.
She hurt me.
Yes. I was hurt by a woman I didn't even know until a week or two ago. That's how pathetic Leonardo Ammassari has become. Then who should I be really pissed at? Me or her? I grabbed the glass from the night stand and drowned the water down. I felt hot all over. My skin prickled wit
