Chapter 118 Little Feuds

• Matteo stood in front of the door, gazing at the knob, knowing he had to go into the room eventually, but it felt easier to stall time. He knew this door separated him from his father.
• He sighed. He wasn't a kid anymore; he was a man who could make his own decisions.
• He turned the knob and pushed open the door. His mom was alone in the room, and when she saw him, she smiled so brightly that Matteo was beginning to wonder if those white teeth didn't ache.