Chapter 0456

The sight of Matt and Enzo embracing warmed my heart. Their friendship was one of those rock-solid connections, deep and unwavering. They were more like brothers than mere friends. Standing a little way off, I took a moment to appreciate the bond they shared, and the beauty of such relationships.

I decided it was best to give them their moment, so I turned on my heels and made my way back inside. The cacophony of the party seemed muted to my ears, as if I was experiencing everything from within a bubble.

As I wandered around, taking in the faces of friends and loved ones, I was suddenly gripped by a strange sensation in my stomach. A sudden wave of nausea washed over me, and I felt my head spin.

I quickened my pace, pushing through the crowd, my hand pressed over my mouth. The bathroom seemed miles away. When I finally reached it, I barely had the strength to lock the door before I was throwing up into the toilet. For a moment, I sat there, my head resting on the edge of the bowl, wondering what on earth had happened.

"It must have been something I ate," I muttered to myself, even though I had barely nibbled on anything. "Or maybe that one drink was too strong?"

breaths to steady myself, I felt considerably better. The sickly feeling had ebbed away, replaced

few moments to compose myself, checking my appearance in the mirror. My makeup was slightly smudged from the tears, but it was nothing that couldn't be fixed. After a quick touch-up and some mouthwash, I took another deep breath, unlocked the bathroom door, and rejoined

the bathroom, I was immediately enveloped by the lively energy of the party. The room was filled with the vibrant sounds of laughter and music. People were chatting animatedly, their glasses clinking, and the ambiance was infectious. In the center of it all,

pulling me into the midst of it all. It was Enzo, his eyes bright and mischievous, his grin contagious. Without a

uncertainties of the future. Enzo's presence had

and he leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. "Nina," he whispered, his voice low and husky, "I

to flutter, and I tightened my grip

distance, the time apart... I promise we'll

I'd love that," I replied,

raised an eyebrow, curiosity evident.

forget about me and meet some

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