Sofia

The moment I stepped out of his car, I didn't wait, I didn't look back, and I walked directly into my hostel room. I lay on the bed thoughts swirling with images of Luca in my head, his dark eyes, the harsh line of his jaw, the surprising gentleness when he took me back. I should have felt relieved, absolved even, now that I'd rid myself of his wears yet, yet a knot of worry tightened in my stomach.

I couldn't understand what had come over me and why I had let him touch me in that ...