Erica
It's been four days since we came back from Milan, since that horrifying experience that Antonio forced me to go through, but my anger on him was still a breathing and pulsing thing between us. And I was too happy to take cover in it
I wasn’t going to forgive him, although I knew that he had attempted to apologize to me as much as a man in his position could. But I didn’t care, I was just counting his sins against me and then before I leave I’ll make him pay for them all.
Until now I had ignored him and kept my distance from him, not even staying in the same room with him, but I knew sooner than later I’d have to face the devil. And the worst thing was, half of the reason behind me keeping distance from him was the effect of him over me. Even though I was furious and hurt from wha
