Chapter 75

ISABELLA

Lorenzo has brewed a strong cup of coffee, and the steam ripples through the air like an ephemeral curtain. Wearing his T-shirt, I smell the coffee before closing my eyes and remembering the details of last night.

God, I really want it all again, but I know I have to control myself somehow, and that's very complicated.

"What are you doing today?", I ask, trying to find out more about what his routine is going to be like here in this luxurious apartment.

Lorenzo raises his head as if I've asked a question I shouldn't have, and he smiles wryly before answering my question.

"Work. There are always things to take care of."

I nodded, realizing that his world was a maze of complexity. And I wondered how long we would be able to sustain this unstable balance.

The coffee was ready, and Lorenzo poured two cups. I hold mine in my hands, feeling the heat penetrate through the ceramic container. The silence between us continues, a barrier that