Brielle's POV
If there was ever a day I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me, today was that day.
What could possibly be worse than Enzo Black catching me off guard twice in the same week, and both times when I looked like a complete mess?
He stood over me in a black suit, his dark curls falling casually across his forehead. His blue eyes stayed fixed on me, and for some reason, that only made my stomach twist harder.
“Wow.” Enzo chuckled, amusement dancing in his eyes. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost, princess. Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten me already.”
I snatched the tissue from his hand and scowled. “I know exactly who you are. Thanks.”
I wiped my nose and then tossed the dirty tissue on the mess I made, my expression stoic. I refused to show the embarrassment burning t
