The air in the garden felt heavy with tension as Enzo and I shared a fleeting kiss. Almost immediately, I pulled away, a wave of discomfort washing over me. Enzo looked visibly embarrassed, and I could sense the awkwardness settling between us.
"That's not what I meant," I muttered, my voice a mixture of confusion and anxiety.
Enzo stammered an apology, his eyes avoiding mine. I got up abruptly, leaving him behind with an unsettled atmosphere. As I walked away, my thoughts raced, my head filled with worry about Alex's potential reaction to this. I knew him well enough to understand that his protective instincts could escalate into something more dangerous. I felt guilty. Did I say something to leave Enzo under the impression that I wanted this? Did I… Want this at all? No, there was no w
