Chapter 248

• Pulling out the chair to my left at the end of the table, he unbuttoned his jacket and sat down. “I told you.” He sighed wearily and rubbed his eyes with the thumb and forefinger of one hand. “From me.” A muscle twitched on his face, right above the scar from my father’s bullet.
• “I know what you told me. But if you’re so damn worried about me, Enzo, then why do you keep forcing me to be with you? I don’t want to be here. I don’t want to be with you.” Every word caused the ache in the center of my chest to grow sharper, but I wouldn’t take them back. “So just let me go.” “I tried,” he told me. He sounded angry. With me? Or with himself?
• “Giving me back to the man I was trying so hard to get away from isn’t giving me my freedom. What the hell were you thinking?”