MATTEO’s POV
With trembling hands, I clutched the letter in my fist, my body shaking with anger and despair. I swept my arm across my desk, sending papers and pens flying through the air. Carter watched me, his face pale with concern, as I ripped and tore everything within reach. My heart was pounding, and my breath was coming in short gasps.
I flung the crumpled letter across the room, watching it skid across the floor. Then, in a fit of rage, I kicked my chair across the room, hearing it clatter against the wall. I felt the anger coursing through my veins, my muscles tense, and my breathing rapid.