Sera stood before Enzo, her eyes flashing with anger and hurt as she complained in a quivering tone of voice.
"You can't continue treating me like nobody." This was from the heart-a forlorn hope that she might appeal to whatever humanity was left inside Enzo's cold, calculating heart. In reply, Enzo drew upon an insult as if in a slapping manner: ".his words cutting and cruel.
"Oh, yes, you are a nobody," he sneered, his voice full of malice.
"I mean, you were used to paying debts, so you don't have any value." His words were a brutal reminder of Sera's circumstances, the harsh truth from which she couldn't shield herself.
She stood there, staring at a point on the floor, as if even Enzo's gaze was a weight she couldn't bear. She felt gutted, like the breath had been kicked out of he
