54 In his Embrace

He is thinking of me as his first love which of course I am not and he has already punished me hard enough not to repeat my mistake. He is crazy.

The whirlwind of emotions he displayed, swinging from tenderness to aggression in mere moments, left me on edge. The memories of the pain he had inflicted on me as a form of punishment still haunted my thoughts, making me wary of his sudden change in demeanor.

"Vincenzo, you are not in the right state of mind at the moment," I reasoned, my voice steady. "Let's discuss this in the morning when you are sober"

"No!" He exclaimed, his voice filled with determination "I have come to my senses now and I don't want to wait for the morning. Even if it is my dream, I want to live it with you" he protested.

"It is not a dream," I told him "I am not going anywhere in the morning"

It is just that your feelings would change. Right now you are dying to listen to me and in the morning you will treat me like an unwanted item in your house.