Chapter 22 Lorenzo

• I watched her walk out the door. Once I heard the door click I went back to the kitchen. I picked up the mug she used, poured the coffee in it in the sink and threw the mug in the trash. Afterwards I sat down and finished my cup of coffee. Why do Marianas have such a bad temper. I couldn't believe I was so stupid.
• Sleeping with someone just because they had a little similarity to Mariana. She didn't even have any physical similarities to Mariana. Just her name and temper.
• "The great Lorenzo McLaren, look how low you've fallen." I muttered to myself. I needed to have a shower and get off this ruck. I headed to the bathroom and stripped off my clothes. I turned on the shower and stepped inside, letting the warm water cascade over me.