(Anastasia's Point of View)
Recalling Enzo's words, I decided to wait but the longer I waited, the more I felt drowsy, and soon, tiredness washed over me and I dozed off.
I didn't know how long I slept till I heard the sound of the door shutting and my eyes opened, my blurry gaze was able to make out the form of Enzo walking into the room before it slowly cleared.
"Enzo." I slowly sat upright, rubbing the sleep off my eyes. "You're back." I continued. Perhaps it was because I was sleepy or because I was craving his attention or just a whiny b***h as I got off the bed and wrapped my arms around his torso and rested my head on his chest.
"You were gone for so long." I pouted, tightening my arms and basking in his warmth and cologne.
"I'm starving, doll."
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