Enzo’s POV
“What do you mean by that?” I asked.
My heart was suddenly knocking hard against my ribs, and the anger that had been keeping me strong a second ago turned into pure ice.
Rebecca didn’t flinch. She just stood there, holding that thin blanket against her chest, looking at me with dead, empty eyes.
“You know that school you and Father always wanted me to go to,” she said, her voice shaking but determined. “I’m ready to go. I'll take the admission.”
My heart completely sank.
It felt like someone had reached into my chest and squeezed my lungs until I couldn't breathe. This was supposed to be a good thing. This was exactly what I needed. If she went to that academy, she would be completely away from this territory. I wouldn't have to look at her every day. I wouldn't have to
