Enzo's POV
The moment Lisa slipped out of my room, closing the door softly behind her, I lay still for a long second, staring at the ceiling and forcing my breathing to even out. My chest was tight with a mixture of frustration and something else I couldn’t name. She had told me about her day with that innocent glow in her eyes, the excitement about seeing her old friend, Fiona. She had looked so alive, so radiant. And for a moment, I almost forgot what this whole arrangement was supposed to be about. Almost.
I shut my eyes, rubbed the bridge of my nose, and mind-linked Ash.
*It’s your turn,* I told him curtly.
A beat of silence followed before his voice echoed back through the link, casual but with a trace of eagerness he didn’t bother hiding. *Finally. You kept her long enough. I’ll
