CLARA

The ride back home with Roberto was awfully quiet, I had no energy to talk or argue and Roberto on the other hand seemed to be controlling himself holding back whatever he had to say, I couldn't really care much at this point, he was wrong and he should own up to it.

Immediately we got home I didn't waste a second, I hurried to my room and slumped on my bed taking deep breaths, just as I was about to remove my clothes and step into the shower I heard someone knocking.

"For fucks sake! I'm about to bathe!"

"It's me, Roberto"

"Oh come in," I said as...