Cassandra’s POV~
I didn’t go back to Adriano’s villa.
I couldn’t. I didn’t want to be reminded of anything anymore. I didn't want to see the butler’s constant worried look. The way he kept lurking around the hallways, trying to eavesdrop on any of my conversations to make sure Adriano was okay.
Neither did I want to be reminded of anything about Adriano. I wanted to heal from this mess. God! Nothing made sense to me anymore.
I didn’t even want to be reminded of how heavy Adriano’s words had been, how his voice soaked in fury, that look in his eyes like I was a stranger, they all kept echoing in my head. So instead, I found a hotel downtown. Something obscure. Tucked away behind an old bakery, like a forgotten space for someone trying to disappear.
I stayed there for days.
Didn’t ta
