Matt’s POV
After they all left, I sat in the small improvised gym we had set up in the spare room on the crunching bench. I let my head fall back cracking my neck, as I took a generous puff out of my cigarette, letting the bitterness slowly fade away into the smoke. But thought after thought crept into my mind, invading me in waves of anger, resentment, and thirst for revenge.
“Hey! Are you okay?” – I felt Francesca’s arms crawl over my chest before her voice broke the silence, her chin resting on top of my head.
“Yeah, fine. With all that food I just needed some help to digest.” – I said motioning to the cigarette between my fingers.
“Well, I’m going to bed now. Just saying, in case you want to join me.” – I felt her lips on the crown of my skull before she turned to leave.
“I’ll be
