Matt’s POV
I woke up in my bedroom, with a hammering headache that hardly allowed me to open my eyes. I don’t even know how the hell I got here. The last thing I recall was being at Dea Tacita, talking to Tyler. As hard as I tried, I couldn't seem to remember anything else. At all!
I could hear Francesca’s voice on the other side of my bedroom door, she was talking to someone. I couldn’t hear his voice clear enough to understand who he was.
I’m glad she was home though. Maybe she wasn’t as pissed about the secret Enzo had unknowingly disclosed yesterday. Maybe she’ll give me a chance to try and explain. If there is any kind of understandable explanation at all. She still sounded pretty mad though.
As I got closer to the door, I could hear them speak much clearer, and it was easy to un
