{Naomi POV}
“Hm, uh...” I stammered, trying to speak, but my words tumbled out in pure gibberish. I stepped back from Enzo, my breath shaky. “I... I need to see my mom.”
Enzo stared at me like he was calculating the easiest route to kill me. His expression was flat, dangerous. He didn’t offer a single word, and every time our eyes met, I felt like disappearing right there, melting into the floor.
“I had to sneak out,” I muttered under my breath, my gaze falling to his fists, balled up tight, his knuckles slightly pale from the force. “You wouldn’t let me see her if I asked.”
“I thought I gave you an instruction,” he growled, voice sharp like broken glass. “Do not leave the room!”
I opened my mouth, heart in my throat, but before I could explain, his hand shot out and grabbed mine. His
