Chapter 0494
Nina

The air between us was stifling. Enzo’s eyes, usually the kind of warm brown that reminded me of a cozy, crackling fireplace, were now a stormy, uncertain hue.

He was hurt; that much was glaringly apparent.

“You’re asking me if I would’ve had an abortion without telling you,” I finally wh
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