Erica's POV;

Lorenzo walked into the room and I jerked in fright. I didn't expect to see him awake by this time. He was still wearing the shirt that he wore last night. I could see the holes in his chest. They had healed overnight and new flesh was in its place.

“Good morning, Sweetie."

I didn't expect an answer but he growled in reply and I knew that that was the best reply that I was going to get. It was obvious that he was still angry with me.

Clarissa must have caught on to his bad mood and she began to jitter nervously. She played with her fingers...