"Un-f*****g-believable." Antonio muttered when he saw the empty room.
The lamps were still lit like I had never left. But I wasn't there. The only trace of me was the unmade bed and clothes hanging over a chair. Where had I gone? More importantly, where had I gone without clothes?
He groaned in frustration and exhaustion after a long day. He had really looked forward to seeing me. All day I had been on his mind. He longed to come to me and lay in my arms.
But I was gone.
Was it because I was mad at him? He knew how angry I was to be locked in here and not knowing a thing. But it was for safety! All he did was to protect me!
Then he saw a note on the chair where my clothes hung. He picked it up and read it slowly.
Antonio, I have taken Elena out for the day and per
