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Chapter 24: The stable
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2024-10-29 19:42:56CHIARA P.O.V.
I find myself submerged in my huge blankets, cut off from the outside world since the night before. I ignore the knock on the door, refusing to let anyone in. My room has become a refuge where I try to escape from the thoughts that torment me. But I can't help but remember Wolfgang's kiss, a kiss that consumes me and makes my heart race.
14 hours have passed since that moment, and I still can't get that kiss out of my mind. I shake my head, trying to erase all the images from my thoughts. But his hands running over my body feel so real, like they're still there. I feel elated and guilty at the same time. How could I get carried away by someone as bad as Wolfgang? Why didn't I stop him from the start? Now how am I going to be able to face him and get mad at him when I actually enjoyed that moment as much as he did?
I feel overwhelmed with shame and the desire to disappear. However, I hear Constanz's voice calling from
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