Chapter 88
ENZO’S POV
As the engine roared to life, I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white. Aiden, sat silently in the passenger seat, his eyes fixed on the passing streetlights.
I was still in disbelief.
Arielle had chosen Derek, over us. Derek, the golden child in her eyes, was spending the night at her house. It stung like a thousand needles in my chest, the realization that I wasn’t her favorite. I couldn’t understand why, and it gnawed at me, fueled the anger burning inside.
The car zoomed down the empty road, its headlights illuminating the darkness around us. My grip on the steering wheel tightened even further as memories of Arielle’s laughter and her warm gaze flooded my mind. I could not believe that she overlooked how much I cared for me, how much I
