Emilia's POV
There is an intolerable quiet in the room. Enzo is here, his face shadowed from the low light coming in through the big windows. Outside, the city sparkles, not knowing the storm building between us. One I can hardly control, my heart rushes and I am stuck between wrath and a maddening tug toward him. But tonight there needs to be a give. I cannot keep running this game.
So, what was it? At last I inquire, voice no more than a whisper. "Another night out 'handling business' while I'm here, locked away like some prisoner?"
He exhales gently, as though he were accumulating patience he does not really possess. Emilia, you told me before; this planet is deadly. I can only guarantee your safety by keeping you here.
"Safe?," I shook my head and laughed angrily. " Safe from what
