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Chapter 28

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last update Last Updated: 2025-07-10 15:10:53

Carol sniffled loudly.

It wasn’t the kind of quiet, ashamed sniffling that came with real tears—but the dramatic kind. Theatrical. Timed.

She swiped at her cheek with the back of her hand, smudging her mascara as wet streaks ran down her face, lips trembling just enough to make her look fragile.

“Enzo…” she began softly, her voice thin and cracking, like glass about to give. “I didn’t mean to yell. I just—I was frightened. She’s been so… aggressive lately. I didn’t feel safe.”

The words hung in the air like poison, seeping in slowly.

I didn’t move. My chest was rising and falling rapidly, but I stayed silent, knowing nothing I said now would reach him. Not yet.

Enzo exhaled—a long, slow breath as if he were trying to push the weight of the entire evening off his shoulders. He pressed two fingers to his temple and closed his eyes, like he was tired of everything. Of both of us.

When he opened his eyes, they were distant.

“Go wait in my room, Carol,” he said finally, voice quiet, heavy.
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