The day passed much like any other. I spent the entire day watching television, mustering the courage to return to my apartment, but ultimately giving up. I had a feeling that this situation would soon be resolved.
In the evening, I received a call from the reception informing me that Markus was downstairs. Taking a deep breath, I changed clothes and headed downstairs. Finding him in the waiting room wasn't difficult.
"Oh, hey Markus," I greeted him.
"Hey," he replied.
"Could you please tell Vince hello for me?"
"What?" he asked, but I turned and left him to ponder on his own.
Upon reaching my room, I texted Vince:
"Haha, good try."
He responded, expressing confusion, but I chose not to continue that conversation.
That night, I woke up to find Cesar lying next to me. Fear gripped me, rendering my body numb.
"You really need to stop startling me. Ever heard of knocking on the door?" I chided.
"Do you really want your boyfriend to know?" he countered.
I remained silent, unsure of how to approach that conversation at that moment.
"Did you know his real name is Vincenzo?" Cesar continued, speaking almost to himself.
"I had no idea," I admitted.
"He's Italian," Cesar added.
Speaking without making eye contact, as if lost in his own thoughts, Cesar asked, "Where did you two meet?"
"In that cave, with the chains," I answered.
"That's where you went after leaving home?" he inquired.
"Yes, it was," I confirmed.
"Ron suspected you might," he remarked.
"This conversation is painful," I admitted, hoping he would drop the subject.
Acknowledging my discomfort, Cesar let the topic rest. After a pause, he said, "Try to go back to sleep."
Surprisingly, I managed to do just that and fell asleep again.
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