Chapter 38

"Well, if you'd excuse me, I'm heading upstairs," I announced, the words carrying a hint of frustration that I tried to mask. I turned away from Sergio, the subtle sway of my hips conveying a mix of determination and reluctance. The hallway stretched before me as I made my way toward the staircase, each step echoing the conflict within.

As I distanced myself from Sergio, a disheartening realization settled in – there was no response, no reassurance that he'd join me in the bath. The silence felt like a heavy weight on my shoulders, and doubt crept in. Did he not find me interesting or attractive anymore? The lingering quiet intensified my sense of vulnerability.

With a heavy sigh, I reached the staircase, my fingers trailing along the bannister as I ascended. The steps beneath my feet seemed to carry the weight of unspoken desires and uncertainties. I couldn't shake the feeling of disappointment, the air thick with unfulfilled expectations.

As I entered my bedroom, a familiar sense of