*Olivia*

The chill of the night swept across me as soon as I slipped out of Giovani’s room. The cold was permeating, but it didn’t bother me as much as it had before.

I felt bad leaving Giovani, especially with those sad eyes he’d given me, but I knew I did the right thing. We both needed time to clear our heads and figure out what we wanted.

If our relationship was going to work, we needed to be on the same page, and at the moment, we just weren’t. ...