Capítulo 17: Chapter 17

He is gone. I reread the note several times trying somehow to fathom the fact that his disappearance has not only put him but me in deep shit. I'm fucked.

Demetrius probably has a tail of about twenty or so men after him, all armed with massive guns and machetes, eager to kill.

"I can't believe this!" I shouted, crumpling the note and throwing it absentmindedly onto the floor. I was too consumed in my own anger and sadness that I didn't even spare him a listening ear when he informed me about his departure.

Instead when I woke in the morning with a throbbing headache and puffy eyes, I was greeted with a bright yellow piece of paper that read:

Dear Sophia,

I know you are very angry with me right now and you have every right to be, but the thought of you hating me and possibly never speaking to me again makes me afraid because without you in my life, I don't know what I'd do.