For the next two days, I did the only thing I knew how to do whenever things were out of control.
I avoided everyone.
I ignored Enzo completely, his calls, his messages, I left it all unread. I didn’t have the strength to deal with whatever version of him would show up on the other side of that conversation.
I avoided Nathan too.
He called over and over again, his name lighting up my screen like an alarm, but I let it ring until it stopped. When he eventually showed up at my door, knocking hard enough to wake me up, I didn’t let him in.
“I need time alone,” I said through the door. “please go home.”
Then I ignored him till I couldn’t hear him anymore.
I buried myself in work.
The library has always been my safe place. I arranged and rearranged books until my arms hurt, read fairyta
