“So… how is it going between you and your mystery girl?” Sara was comfortably sitting on the couch in Matteo’s apartment after an afternoon of reviewing study notes together, while he ordered food for them.
“Not very well,” Matteo replied curtly.
“What’s happening?”
Even though they didn’t sleep together anymore, they were still friends and she cared for him.
“Nothing. I screwed up and that’s the end of it,” he sighed heavily, dropping on the couch next to her.
“And you’re sure there’s nothing you can do to fix it? Have you tried to apologize, somehow men never do that, but expect us to forgive them anyway.”
He forced himself to smile. At least she tried to make him feel better, even though it wasn’t working.
“An apology wouldn’t help, Sara, but thanks for your suggestion. Maye you
