Ginevra
The next day passes excruciatingly slowly. I feel so numb due to my panic that my brain barely registers what’s happening around me.
My family asks me several times if I’m OK and I keep telling them that I am. But I don’t think I’m convincing anyone. I thought about telling my father everything. Also, because it would blow up anyway and I was kind of scared of going to the Capoletti’s mansion all by myself.
That isn’t right. Traditionally, my family should come with me.
This is just f****d up.
Even if I’m close to bursting many times, I keep it to myself. My stupid, romantic self is still thinking and trusting Ruggerio.
Even if everything screams at me not to.
The way he acted yesterday paired with the messages and the disparaging texts he keeps sending me has me wanting
