Chapter 87

• MARK
• The city streets hummed as I drove through them, the scent of anticipation mingling with the crisp air. My heart was racing, but not from the excitement of the date with Giulia; rather, it was the frantic rhythm of my errands. The suit, the flowers—each task had to be completed before I could relax and prepare for the evening. I had always enjoyed these small bursts of organized chaos, but today, they felt like they were stretching beyond my control.
• Kenzo should have been the one running these orders, but since what happened happened, it felt like he had broken out of a cage and now realized that he had the strength and will of his own.