Chapter 58: Tangled Hearts

Noah’s

Enzo sat directly on the floor with his heavy head resting in my lap, his dark hair soft and warm under my fingers. The large room was completely quiet—just the two of us alone—but his deep silence felt incredibly heavy, like a violent storm crouched low on the sky, completely ready to finally break apart.

I kept my comforting hand gently moving through his thick hair, completely letting the steady motion steady me just as much as it intently steadied ...