Chapter 230

• Matteo’s POV
• The phone buzzed again for the umpteenth time. Emilia’s name lightened up the screen like an accusation. I stared at it for a long moment before pressing decline and setting it face-down on the table. The hum of the rejected call lingered in the air, and for a second, I felt guilty. But then the ache in my chest returned, and guilt turned to frustration.
• She had promised that she’d speak to Gianna, and but she didn’t follow up on it. And if she had, Gianna would be talking to me right now, but she wasn’t. So, no. I wasn’t ready to talk to her. Not now.