Enzo leaves me naked and alone.
He leaves without a proper goodbye. Although, after what he did to my body, it felt like a goodbye.
It felt like death.
Enzo left me to keep his promise to me—the promise that no man will ever hurt me.
But he doesn’t know I made my own secret promise. I would never let him risk his life to save mine.
I couldn’t let him die saving me.
Enzo won’t understand. He thinks after how royally he f****d up that it’s his responsibility to protect me.
But I’m the one who is in love with him. He doesn’t love me. He will get over my absence. He will be able to move on with his life—eventually.
But if Enzo were to die, I wouldn’t live. My love is too much. And his death would end us both.
So I did the only thing I could to ensure one of us survived. To en
