Chapter 100

I entered the room with a silent grace, a tranquil demeanor masking the whirlwind of emotions within me. My efforts were dedicated to avoiding even the slightest acknowledgment of Antonio's presence. I acted as if he had not stepped foot into the room alongside me. My destination was the bed, and with deliberate intent, I eased myself onto it, the mattress providing a gentle embrace that momentarily eased the tension that lay beneath the surface.

I sensed his gaze upon me, a fleeting moment where his eyes lingered. But I steadfastly denied him the satisfaction he sought—the gaze he yearned for from me. I remained on the bed, my form supine and seemingly at peace. Meanwhile, Antonio engrossed himself in his digital pursuits, the glow of his iPad casting an ethereal glow across his features. In the shadows at the other end of the room, an ember of anger smoldered within me, its intensity matched only by the darkness that concealed it.

My emotions teetered on the precipice, a tempestuous