Erica
The tables have turned.
After that day in the cellar Antonio has been ignoring me like I was the sole person carrying plague and has the ability to destroy the world.
I wasn’t going to talk to him or apologize for that matter. I didn't know why even thought of the latter I wasn’t the one that should be doing any kind of apologizing. But that twisted little submissive part was whispering nonsense like I should've given in. That I should’ve told him the truth. The truth, that as much as I was there for Ephraim, I was there for myself too. Because I wanted the pain he was giving to Ephraim for myself.
But what does it matter to him and why does he think I would give in after what he did. And yet I wanted to. There was this moment, when I had looked into his eyes and seen the need th
