Damien's POV.
Marco was staring at me in silence when I asked him that very blunt question because anyone who knew me and Sophia in the past few days would know well that she did not fit into my life at all. As a matter of fact, it was a constant priority that she leave because she thought that my presence was suffocating, so suffocating that she could not find any space to breathe.
"I'm sorry, but I thought it was going well, the chemistry," he said to me, admitting to his guilt.
"There was no chemistry, Marco; we only had some time, which was nothing romantic, and I want you to know that she's going back home to have her life back, and if everything goes well, just like I hope it does, I will never be seeing her again, and neither will she be seeing me again. Whatever happened in thes
