The laughter and music from the party seemed distant now, a stark contrast to the piercing silence that followed Enzo’s announcement. I could feel the tension, the mix of shock and disbelief that clouded the room.
“You’re… not coming back?” someone asked.
Enzo shook his head. “Not to the team, no. I’ll be leaving for six months. After that, if all goes well, I’ll be traveling the country to help teams. It’ll be a long of long-distance traveling.”
“Why Enzo? Why now?” Derek, one of his teammates, blurted out, his voice a blend of confusion and hurt.
Jessica, always the emotional one, added, “We’re a family here, Enzo. You can’t just leave us hanging like this.”
I watched Enzo, looking for signs of regret or doubt. But instead, I saw the weight of the decision pressing
