Chapter 5.

Author’s POV.

I leaned my head on the window and watched as the city moved in a blur. My head was hurting and I couldn't even tell what the actual reasons were. Was it because I was leaving my aunt? Or because I broke up with Nathan? Or the fact that I had a taste of my father-like figure's cock? Perhaps it was.

Mr. Ignazio was sitting right next to me, but he was keeping his distance and I kind of appreciated it. My mind was a mess at that moment and I just didn't know how it changed from loving today to wishing today never existed.

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