Sofia

The remaining days of the week I threw myself into every available activity, trying to build an impenetrable wall between Luca and me. I attended extra prayer meetings, volunteered at the hostel's charity drive, and spent hours poring over theological texts.

But it was futile, everything reminded me of the shame I should feel, and every moment of silence led my mind straight back to him.

I am not calling him, it has been a war within myself and it was the last piece of self-respect I ...