Tanya's POV
I was seated at the table facing Enzo, getting ready for whatever he wanted to say to me. Throughout, he had been eating ferociously, but I didn't have the appetite.
"You should really eat," he said to me slowly. "This might be the last good meal you have."
I considered his words carefully and decided that he was right. If he actually wanted to starve me after this, then it was very possible, and there would be nothing for me to do to prevent him. I should have a very good meal before that happens.
I started eating, and he stopped, watching closely.
"You are pretty, do you know that?" he asked slowly, as if to charm me with his voice. If that was what he wanted, then he could continue dreaming; it was never going to happen.
I said nothing in response, focusing on the food
