ELEANOR
I couldn’t help it—I was too curious about Armando. I needed to know more about who he really was and how he’d become the cold, intimidating figure that he was. Maybe understanding his past would help me understand the man he was now, and maybe, just maybe, I could figure out how to avoid his temper in the future.
"Tell me a bit more about Armando," I asked, my voice hesitant but steady. "Like, how was he growing up? What was he like as a child?"
Enzo raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by my sudden interest. "What’s really got you so eager to learn about Armando?"
I paused for a moment, trying to come up with a convincing answer. "I’m just curious," I said, shrugging slightly. "His character… it’s hard to figure out. Knowing more about him, even a little, might help me steer
