บท 72: Chapter 72

Rome, Italy.

Carlos's pov:

I made my way back to my room, the weight of last night hanging on my shoulders. With only my shorts clinging to my frame, I threw my shirt over my shoulders, the fabric feeling heavy and suffocating against my skin. Beads of sweat dotted my forehead, proof of the emotions swirling within me, while my hair lay in disarray, a tangled mess mirroring the chaos of my thoughts.

Entering the bathroom, I flicked on the lights and faced my reflection in the mirror, the reality of the situation staring back at me. What the hell had happened between Alliana and me? I couldn't shake the feeling of disbelief, the memory of our reckless actions replaying in my mind like a broken record.