Chapter 0142
Enzo’s POV

“You went to the art show, Enzo?” Connie nearly hissed, stepping in front of me as I sat on the couch in my living room.

“What are you even still doing here, Connie?” I muttered, kicking off my shoes. “Didn’t your contract end a week ago?”

She pouted, folding her arms across her chest.
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