Nina I woke up to the sharp pang of nausea hitting me like a freight train. My stomach was a swirl of discomfort, making the mere thought of breakfast unbearable. Enzo, lying beside me, seemed to sense my discomfort before I even articulated it, his eyes clouded with residual tension from our argu
Enzo I strode into the rink, the familiar chill of the ice sending a shiver down my spine in an all-too-familiar way. Normally, it was comforting. But today, after my argument with Nina, it felt anything but comforting. I wished that she would just trust me fully, like she said she did. But I co
“Sure,” I answered, managing a polite smile. She sat down beside me, her shoulder brushing mine. “You don’t look so good,” she said. “Everything okay?” I sighed, rubbing a gloved hand over my face. “I’m fine.” “Are you lying?” she prodded gently, her eyes searching mine. Realizing that there
Nina I meandered through the marble halls of the museum, the art surrounding me a comforting distraction that I sorely needed. Each painting and statue had its own unique beauty to it, and I eventually found myself in the Ancient History section, gawking at a pair of clay vases with depictions of
Nina Too soon. Enzo’s question hung in the air after he uttered those words, and it felt like a knife had twisted itself in my gut. “Too soon?” I managed, my voice hardly more than a whisper. “What do you mean? That you regret it?” he shifted uncomfortably, avoiding my gaze. “I just mean, ever
I shook my head, feeling a mix of sadness and anger. “I just don’t understand what there is to ‘process’ right now. Our marriage? Our child?” He took a deep breath, as if trying to find the right words. “I just think we need to make sure we’re on the same page, that’s all.” “On the same page?” I
Nina “Hey.” Enzo’s voice caught me off guard. I had been sitting on the hotel bed, staring at nothing in particular on my phone. He must have slipped into the room at some point, but I didn’t hear the door open. I glanced up and shot him a cold look. “What do you want?” I asked, my voice comin
And then, when I opened my eyes, I saw it. The shadow entity, lurking at the edge of the garden. I thought it was just a trick of the light at first, but then it grinned, and its sharp white teeth glared at me through the darkness like rows of knives. My breath hitched. I couldn’t move, couldn’t