Each step away from Enzo’s office physically hurts.
Each f*****g step is another memory of his betrayal. Of the pain he caused me. He f****d up, and somehow I’m the one paying for his mistakes.
Stop.
I can’t think about what Enzo did that landed me in this mess. I can’t think about what my father did that started this all. I can’t think about anything other than finding a way out.
I will never be someone’s slave. Never again.
I’d rather die.
Have faith in Enzo—trust him. Enzo’s done everything he can to protect me, and even though he’s the reason Milo is taking me, he’s the best hope I have at getting free.
But didn’t I learn from last time I can’t have hope in anyone coming to rescue me?
Enzo didn’t know I was taken, last time though. He didn’t make me a promise to keep me
