Nervously, I reached for my glass of wine and drank it straight. Then placed it back emptied. Again, I heard the crushing inside the room.
I wanted to calm him down but afraid I would more trigger his temper. I rushed to his door when it opened and Charia came out.
"How is he?" I bit my lips. Too worried but couldn't do anything.
She sighed. "The Signore's not in the mood again. What really happened? He's been like that since yesterday."
I bit the insides of my mouth, feeling guilty. "I don't know. We have talked and.." I muttered softly. We almost..
"Really? Are you sure that's what only happened?" Charia squinted her eyes.
"Yeah."
We both jumped when the door burst out open. His brows drew in a line when his eyes landed on me.
"Marko.." I whispered his name.
But his face darkene
