CAILY GALILEO
My vision was blurry and my head throbbed with a dull ache as I opened my eyes slowly in my bed. The slowly becoming familiar ceiling came to my sight and I groaned softly before turning away to face the other side.
Memories of last night flashed in my head and I cuddled up on my bed a lot more, shutting my eyes right back as if shutting my eyes would erase all what happened last night.
I could not comprehend what I had done last night, I could not comprehend the lack of control I had felt and I certainly could not in any way understand how I had given up so much control to Pietro.
I was supposed to detest him badly, I was supposed to be doing this just because I had no other choice. I should be doing just things I am obligated to do and nothing more.
Moaning so...
