{Naomi POV}
"I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have left," I stammered, feeling a cold sweat creep up my neck as I slowly looked in his direction. "I'm sorry."
It was almost as if my words fell on deaf ears because there was silence. Enzo didn’t say a word or even look at me. His jaw was clenched, and his hands were still balled into tight fists as he stared straight ahead.
I looked away, finding sudden interest in my nails. My eyes drifted down to the pale blue dress I wore, now stained with spots of blood, and the memory of my mother flashed through my mind. The way she’d thrown that frame at me without a care if it hit me… she had wanted me dead so badly.
A deep sigh left my lips, and I let the ache in my chest sink in. If not for how strong I was, like Chloe’s mom who is a nurse had sa
