Chapter 89

Mena

I poked at my salad and cleared my throat, still exhausted from last night. Originally, I thought I had lost my voice due to the lack of sleep, but when I woke up with strained muscles, I concluded that it might’ve been because of Alessio.

We wouldn’t see each other for two weeks, and he had unloaded all his energy for the missing time. Literally.

Pilar yawned, catching my gaze. Both of us were in our bathrobes, both exhausted and lost in our own thoughts.

“Now that Giulia is back, we can go out again sometime,” I suggested.

With Giulia’s return, I had some time to breathe. She had offered to take over the role of head of the house for the time being and took care of the kids. She had promised to take them to school, their activities, outings with her circle of posh friends—and I wasn’t complaining.

"Yeah, sounds good," Pilar agreed, though the enthusiasm wasn’t really there in the room with us.

We shared a look and yawned at the same time, then burst into laughter. “Yes, we’re b