ANNA

Time that had gone unnoticed earlier now seemed to stop. So was my being, who had stuck to Enzo’s words. I expected him not to believe me, but I hadn’t programmed this shock. I was trying to wake up from this reverie and accept that not everyone could believe this. But he was Enzo. Not everyone, or any man. He was the man I came to love. He was the light of my life, the man I could count on at any time. But maybe not this time.

“Are you ok, Anna?” he asked me, like ...