Chapter 227
- Matteo’s POV
- Sitting in the quiet of my apartment, I ran a hand through my hair for the hundredth time, my frustration mounting. Gianna wasn’t responding to my calls or texts, and it was taking everything I had not to show up at her door. But I knew better. Pushing her wouldn’t help.
- She needed space. And I needed to give her that. To respect her decision. Not push her away further.