MATTEO
I needed her to forgive me, but I was clueless on how to earn it.
I’d been pacing the entire expanse of the lodge and racking my brain on how to apologize to her for a while and I’d nearly lost my mind when the door was thrown open and she walked in with a tight frown.
“Tee,” I called to her, but she didn’t spare me a glance before heading to the couch where her bag and its items were emptied on, “I’m so f*****g sorry, I really am, baby,” I apologized again.
She didn’t respond, she just started gathering her things into her bag like there wasn’t even a ghost in the room with her, it was driving me crazy.
“Thekla, I said I’m so—”
“I heard you the first gazillion times, Matteo, and it doesn’t mean a damn thing to me,” she cut me off angrily without turning to look at me, and the
