MAEVE HAWTHORN.
“Wait, don’t tell me you’re actually jealous?” I asked as I bursted out laughing but he didn’t say anything as he turned his back on me.
His eyes scanned the area as if looking for something and I saw the little glint in his eyes when he finally saw what he was looking for.
“You can translate it however you see fit,” he responded as he grabbed my hand and we both started walking, “we still have a lot to do.” He finished.
I smiled as I walked with him, trying so hard to match his pace and I didn’t think going shopping with Enzo could be fun.
We tried a whole lot of things and if anyone asked me how my day was going, I would tell them that I feel like I’m in a fairytale.
Enzo bought everything he thought I was going to look good in and even when I complained about the p
