EMILY

It was as if he had caught me red-handed. After all, I really wasn’t doing anything wrong. Enzo was alone, Angelo already left. Wonderful, a man less to explain this complicated situation. I felt like I was exploding. His questioning eyes were also curious. He was still waiting for me to give him an answer.

“Enzo…” I whispered, more than to say his name. “Please sit down!” I added even more hoarsely, clearing my voice. He listened to my advice and sat down, but ...