Chapter 23

The sound of the door slam was what pulled me out of my sleep. I tried to move but winced when a sharp tore throughout my body. My neck felt stiff, probably from lying on the ground for too long. A small whimper escaped my lips when the incident of last night came flooding in my head. I tried to bury every memory of it, tried to forget but it wasn't working. It seem like it was imprinted in my head, to torture me every second.

Mustering all the energy I could, I stood up from the ground, biting on my bottom lips trying to stop the painful groans that threatened to escape them. It was still dark outside and the bed was empty, making me realize Matteo had already left.

I didn't want to cry, it was totally useless. It was a fucking waste of time, because no matter how hard I cry, it wouldn't change a thing. It wouldn't stop my mate from hating me. My heart felt heavy, there was a heavy lump in my throat but I tried to bury every emotion, pretend that I'm strong even though I'm quite the