Chapter 31. Special: Rodrigo and Yoon-Han

Rodrigo

The reflection in the mirror was vastly different from what I usually presented. Puffy eyes, deep dark circles, unkempt hair, and a stubbly beard were just the tip of the iceberg of various emotions that had taken residence in my heart.

The days were tough, suffocating me with longing. The love for Mateus used to make me feel balanced, radiant, and now it felt like I was just a shell. Watching myself, I realized I urgently needed to crawl out of the hole I had dug for myself.

I took a hot shower, relaxing all my muscles. I shaved my beard, legs, and intimate parts, leaving myself smooth and fragrant. I put on my best clothes, applied makeup, and sprayed on some perfume. I left the room I was in and entered the elevator, going up two floors and stopping in front of Room 230, giving it two knocks. I noticed a slight delay, so I rang the doorbell and knocked again, persisting until the door was opened by the Korean man I had met in that place.