Mia's POV
The Parisian Couture Gala was exactly how I imagined it to be. The flashing lights from the paparazzi near blinded my eyes, a huddle of photographers and journalists pooled around Enzo and I. Feeling so glamorous in the red sequin dress I had chosen, I was like a movie star at this moment.
"Enzo!" A woman shouted, leaping forward as she pushed a microphone into Enzo's face "It's been a while since you've attended the Couture Gala!" She shouted trying to get his attention "Why did it take you so long to come back?"
My eyes shifted to Enzo as I awaited his response, having no idea that he had been so absent from the fashion world lately.
"I, ummm," Enzo responded, his face fell pale and I could tell from his body language that he wasn't comfortable with this question
