The silence in the apartment was the loudest thing I’d heard in weeks.
No heavy footsteps.
No unexpected knocks at the door.
No intense dark eyes watching me like I was a possession, not a person.
Just peace.
Enzo and Ale were gone—something about a trip for business. They didn’t share details, and honestly? We never asked. Valenie said they were probably handling some of their “family’s rich-boy empire stuff.” Shady, discreet, male ego-driven power play nonsense. I didn’t push. I never did.
Because I didn’t want to know.
Because if I knew, I couldn’t lie to myself anymore.
Valenie was out for the day—some papers she had to submit, She’d asked me to come, but I wasn’t in the mood. I needed space. Needed to remember who I was before Enzo stepped into my life and turned it inside out
