21. Breakdown

Oceane's Pov

One week later.

It has been a week since I last saw Angioletto, since the events of that night.

He promised never to leave, he said he’d be by my side by the time I woke up. It was all a lie. A manipulation tactic perhaps.

He wasn’t there.

And he’s still not here.

On the first day, I had woken up too early, excitement dancing in my bloodstreams as all I could think of was to be graced with the sight of Angioletto before I had to prepare for school. He didn’t come.

I waited an hour. Then two. Then three. But no one was entering my room.

I had taken the initiative and gone to his room myself. Many times, I banged on the door, but still, there wasn’t any reply.

“Boss left very early this morning, he has urgent business to take care of.” One of the guards had informed me after I had bruised my knuckles from knocking on the door.

My spirit had weakened but I stayed hopeful. Putting a smile on my face, I dressed up and went to school.

Soon after, I forgot about Angioletto’s exi