Chapter 37 We Don't Live In A Fairy Tale

• Matteo remains by my side, gently caressing my skin in silence as I stare at the ceiling, reluctant to meet his gaze. The traces of desire and relaxation gradually fade away, giving way to shame and shyness, creating a void of uncertainties about what I should do.
• I decide to break the silence, saying the first thing that comes to mind, in an attempt to breathe away from him.
• "I'm hungry," I say, after a long sigh. Matteo stares at me intently, letting out a disbelieving laugh.