I stormed into the kitchen, fully dressed, my eyes fixed on Rodolfo, who was perched on a stool, his back to me. The air was thick with tension, and I could feel the weight of unspoken words hanging between us. “Where are you going?” Rodolfo asked as soon as he sensed me, his back to me.I never felt like I owed him an explanation to my where abouts like I did at that moment.The whole day after Ares left had been sour, none of us saying a word to each other, and I spent the day locked in the confines of my room to avoid the awkward tension.There were still a lot of things unsaid between us, but I couldn't bring myself to say them without feeling like a total bitch.Kissing one brother one day, then going to see another brother the next.He turned around and I realized I'd been silent for longer than was considered appropriate."Come," he said, his voice low and husky.I hesitated, my feet heavy with reluctance, but something in his tone drew me in. Maybe it was guilt from me end?A
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