"Wh...who are you?... You're not my vannesa...you can't be her" he said, shaking his head.
"Your vannesa?[Chuckling]...she died long back ago, I'm not the girl who you loved before, I'm not that pathetic vannesa who would easily get manipulated by you... I'm not her" I said.
He gulped looking at me up and down, I smirked at his reaction.
It's showtime Lorenzo, I smirked.
The heartache, lies, and betrayal were like red hot coal placed in her chest, it glowed and burnt her at the same time, but it did not cool quickly like coal in water, it throbbed and tortured her in all her walking hours and there was no relief to be found. She turned into a complete stranger nobody could ever recognize. In this heartache the sun won't shine, birdsong passes as if the melody can't glide through the air as it once did before. It is a cruelty of life that a heart can keep on beating even after it has been broken in two. It can feel as though it is being gripped in an ice-cold vice and ache as if it will implode in your chest, but still the boom-boom continues.
Will this heart ace stops?
Will Enzo change her?
Will she forgive him?
Let's find out!
Read the book one first to understand.