15. A Nervous Wreck

Matteo’s POV

I could feel my heart racing as I gulped down air. I struggled to catch my breath, tugging at my tie, desperate for relief. I threw it to the floor and began pacing back and forth across the room. I hadn't been home in two days, and I was a nervous wreck. My hands were shaking as I thought about the letter that had been delivered to me earlier.