Mateo. 

Even when I caress her body and force a kiss on her, she did not reject me.

“I love you,” I mutter as I kiss her neckline. She remains motionless, like a walking corpse. “I promise to treat you well. Just accept me, darling.” I caress her face before kissing her, hoping for a response, but she crushes my hopes. She locks her gaze on me. Her frigid stare says it all.

Ahh. She knows how to make me feel guilty. I take a step back, my heart heavy with her rejection.

“I apologize. You need to shower and get to bed,” I say, pointing to the bathroom. She...