~Carmen POV~
I have been tossing and turning all night in my bed. Though, not sleeping was not new to me most nights, I did not sleep well and couldn’t remember the last time I had a restful night sleep. This time, I wasn’t thinking about the horrible things that happened to me, but instead I was thinking about the man that I couldn’t seem to stop thinking about these days. Lorenzo had permeated my every thought. Though I believed he finally got the message that I was not interested, especially since he unceremoniously walked past me a few hours ago, without a backward glance, to do God knows what. I imagined he was going out since he had on his leather jacket and what looked to be car keys in his hands.
“Ugh,” I growled in frustration.
Why do I care where he is now, anyway? This is e
