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My heart sank. Was I hearing him right? “He what?” “He booked the flight tickets.” he said, “He’s going to fly out soon. And as far as I’m aware, he has no plans of returning.” I shook my head, refusing to believe him. “Maybe you’re mistaken.” “I’m not.” he said, “We had an argument about it this morning. You can ask him yourself. If he still respects you, he’ll be honest and tell you the truth.” I glanced through the floor to ceiling glass walls that separated the backyard from the dinner room. Enzo was still painting with Emmy, humouring her in every way he could. He did not look like a man who would be ready to leave his daughter forever. He seemed like the man that wanted to stick around. “Trust me, I don’t want to break your family either.” Franco said, “But sometimes, a broken family is better than a troubled one. I know how you struggled to cope with Enzo’s absence. But you’ve come so far. You managed. Don’t let him take away that progress with his fake promises.” “He.

Something about the way he said it seemed to have altered my brain chemistry. Because the next thing I knew, I pulled his head down to meet my lips aggressively. The need to be with him, connected to him in any way was more than ever before. I needed him. And I needed him now. “Then take me.” I said, “Claim me, Enzo. Because I only belong to you.” He did not need to hear more. Crashing his lips with mine, he mounted on top of me. Gripping my hips, he hoisted me up in the air until I landed almost near the pillows. Stacking them up behind my back, he pushed me toward them until I was reclining. And then, he drew my panties down my legs. He climbed out of the bed then and started fumbling with his pant button. All of a sudden, his fingers froze. I frowned up at him, “What’s wrong?” He looked up at me, eyes wide. “I haven’t got a condom,” he mumbled, “Have you?” I shook my head, “No.” “Fuck.” I wet my lips, “I just had my period.” I said, “The chances that I… it’s very unlike

“You had ten days.” Mark growled from behind the wheel. “Ten bloody days to make up your mind but you chose the last fucking minute that you want him back.”“Uncle Mark!” Emmy shrieked in horror from the back seat. “Language!”“It’s okay, Em. Your mother’s a grown woman.” He said, giving me a nasty side glance. “Although she doesn’t act like it all the time.”“Emmy.” I said, “Sit back and relax. We’re driving way too fast.”“Not fast enough.” She said, pouting, “Enzo’s flight would be leaving soon.”That was right. By the time we decided that we ought to get him back, Mark reminded us that Enzo must have flown away. But I was not ready to accept it. Something told me that we were not late. That there was still hope. That if we got to the airport in time, we could still meet him. “You’ll have better luck calling him, Cassie.” He said, “I’m already overspeeding. I can’t go faster than this.”“You think I haven’t tried that?” I said, groaning, as I looked at the ten missed calls to hi

”You…” I started, “You want me to stay?” She nodded, tears streaming down her face, “The truth is, I never wanted you to go. I was afraid that you’d hurt me, that you’d leave me again. But this… letting you go… it’s not helping me in any way. If anything, I’m summoning my worst nightmare.” “I don’t want to go either.” I said, “When I saw you in Switzerland, I thought God was giving me another chance. I wanted to make things right, and somewhere along the way, I lost what it meant. I thought leaving you was the best thing that I could do for you… and… it wasn’t until a few minutes ago that I realized what an utter fool I was.” “Me too.” She said, nodding, “I don't know why I thought this would help us. Clearly we can’t live without each other.” A smile broke on my face. “I agree.” “Then don’t go.” She said, reaching for my hand. Bringing it up, she planted a kiss on my hand, “Stay here with me. We’ll fix our relationship. We’ll work on it together. It will take time, bur I’d rathe

I stilled on the spot. What was she saying? Puzzled, I glanced toward Enzo, but he just kept walking toward the parking lot. Shaking my head, I followed them, “Your what?”“My father.” Emmy said, “Isn’t that right, Enzo?”“Yes, darling.” He said, reaching her car. “You’ll finally see your father tonight.”I watched as Enzo casually tossed our luggage into the boot and then got Emmy strapped into the back seat. When he was about to head to the driver’s seat but saw me still standing outside, he finally looked toward me. “What’s wrong?”“What’s happening?” I said, “Are you going to break the news to her?”He nodded, “Don’t you think we’ve waited too long?”“Yes.” I said, “But I don’t know how she’s going to react.”“She’ll be happy, of course.” He said, “She likes me.”“I’ve no doubt about that.” I said, “But all these years… I kept it from her. She’s a small girl, but she gets upset when someone lies to her. I just… I don’t know how to handle it.”“You leave that up to me.” He said,