Rebecca's POV
The soft morning light filtered through the heavy velvet curtains, waking me from the deepest sleep I had experienced in months. For a split second, a warm sense of peace washed over me. I rolled over, my skin brushing against the high-thread-count cotton sheets, and reached out my hand, expecting to feel the solid, burning heat of Enzo’s muscular chest.
My fingers touched nothing but empty fabric.
I opened my eyes quickly, the warm bubble instantly popping. The other side of the massive king bed was completely empty. I pressed my palm flat against the mattress where he had been lying, but the sheets were already freezing cold. He had left long before dawn, sneaking out of his own bedroom like a thief in the night just to make sure no one would see us together.
A hea
