12Matteo’s POV
I laid on my bed, ignoring the fact that I had to be at work in about an hour and thirty minutes, and my boss wouldn’t take it easy on me if I come in even a minute late.
Resting my legs on the wall, I picked up my phone and began dialing my big sister. While I waited for it to ring, I got up from the bed, slid my legs into my shoes and walked to the kitchen. The phone rang twice before Emilia picked up, her voice sharp and worried. “What’s going on, Matteo?”
“Hello to you too, Em,” I said, leaning against the kitchen counter. My apartment was quiet, the kind of quiet that reminded me I lived alone and worked too much these days. “Can’t I just call my big sister to check in?”
She snorted, loud enough for me to hear over the line. “Check in? You? You’re either calling be
