Chapter 13

(Filippo Valentini)

"I don't want to go home!" Vicenzo protests as we walk towards the exit door.

"Then stay", I roll my eyes, "I'm going home!", I say impatiently and turn my back on him.

I need to cool off, this place is too suffocating.

"What's up, Lipi?", he comes back to my side, "What happened to the cat in the black dress? The way you two were kissing on the dance floor, I thought you were going to have sex and take some of that grumpy face off, but you came out worse!"

"I don't want to talk about it", I get in the car and so does Vincenzo.

By miracle my brother shuts up, of the three brothers, Vincenzo was the most communicative, he liked to talk and stuff, I even tried, but I can't keep saying what I feel or showing, I'm rude and when it comes to having sex with a woman, that doesn't change.

He liked his late wife, they would spend hours talking and cuddling, they would do it even in front of other people, it was disgusting to watch. Matteo always complained to him about the