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... of his again.
Her fingers loosened and she let the jacket slip from her hands, pooling on the floor beneath her. "If I were to see him again, how am I supposed to face him? What the hell am I even going to say?"
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At Enzo’s estate, inside his office, he sat slumped at his desk, his face buried in his arms, which rested against the wood.
He had been like this for three days. The only time he left was to drag himself to his bedroom, shower lazily, and change before ...
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