Chapter 0495

"Can we...can we take some time? To think? Maybe then we can figure out what we really want," I whispered.

Enzo nodded, his chin brushing against the top of my head. "Yeah, we can do that, Nina. We'll take the time we need to decide what's right for us. And whatever that decision is, we'll make it together."

I woke up nestled in Enzo's arms, my head resting comfortably on his chest. For a brief, blissful moment, the world outside didn't matter.

It was just the two of us, wrapped in the warmth of our shared bed and the soft morning light filtering through the windows. But that illusion shattered as a wave of nausea washed over me. I hastily disentangled myself from Enzo and rushed to the bathroom.

The cold tiles felt almost comforting against my palms as I hunched over the toilet bowl, emptying the contents of my stomach. When it was over, I rinsed my mouth and splashed water on my face, trying to wash away the last remnants of sickness.

my reflection-the same but also irrevocably changed. The weight of yesterday's

I finally ventured downstairs, the comforting scent of chamomile greeted me. Enzo was in the kitchen, arranging toast on a plate and carefully pouring hot water

he said, looking up and smiling that half-smile that never failed to disarm me." Some light

blanket and the tray, placing them on the coffee table in front of me. He wrapped the blanket around my shoulders before

buttered. But as I sipped and nibbled, I found myself contemplating the complexities of the life we were suddenly

tracing the patterns on the blanket." Imagine nine months of this. You

me, and his eyes were as clear as the day we met. "What

was suddenly transported back to the night before, when I blurted out: "What about my

question that I should have asked myself more. For a long time, maybe I had been too

pulling me from

heart swelling with a love that was complicated by the choices we were facing. But

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