Julie's POV
I found Matteo leaving without giving care of what other people standing around us must be thinking. I didn’t have it in me to look at them and left the dining area that very moment. Coming to my room I shoot for the closet to look for my bag. I sank to the floor looking at my passport. I took a long sigh wondering what the future will hold. Either I stay or not. In both cases, it is going to be a lot muddy.
I recalled the moment when I take him as my husband. And, though I never even accepted to myself I sure had some hopes from this new life of mine. And, no matter how harsh and rude he had been to me until now…I still tried to look through it no matter how hard it was to do this.
But yesterday, after knowing that he was having relations with other women…I couldn’t do this
