Chapter Thirteen: I Have Missed You
Veronica’s POV
Bruno and I found ourselves seated on the worn-out sofa, the aftermath of the ugly incident still lingering in the air. Tension clung to the room like an unwelcome guest, casting shadows on the once familiar surroundings. The weight of unspoken words hung between us, heavy and suffocating.
We exchanged glances, both grappling with the echoes of what had transpired earlier. The harsh words, the raised voices – it was an altercation that had left scars on the fabric of their relationship. The silence became a canvas for reflection, each lost in our thoughts yet acutely aware of the shared pain that bound us .
After a prolonged pause, Bruno took a deep breath, breaking the quietude that enveloped them. "Veronica," he began, his voice c
