But why? Could it really have been Mila who did it? And if so, what should I do?

I wanted to tell Tim, but right now, I wasn't so sure. I needed some time to think. After all, my career was on the line; and I couldn't afford to be one of those people who had a smear campaign started against me.

No, I needed to think about this rationally. But first, I needed to worry about Nina, about our child.

I was lost in my thoughts when there was a knock on the door of my hotel room. I hurriedly finished packing and went to answer it, not expecting to find anyone there other than housekeeping.

But to my surprise, it was...

"Good morning, Enzo."

"Mila? What are you doing here?"

had just put it on." Tim asked me to drive you to the airport," she said, folding her arms

a hint of suspicion in my voice. "But I can take a cab or an Uber. You don't have to go out

insisted, and I'm here to make sure

would be futile. "Alright, Mila," I said,

tense. I couldn't help but feel that something was off, that there was

to the airport was quiet, and I was lost in my thoughts as I stared

look at me. "Here we are," she said with a grin. "Are you excited

then it happened. As I was turning toward the back seat to grab

She kissed me.

pushed her away instinctively without so much as a second thought. But I pushed her with more

forehead, and I immediately felt a wave of panic wash over me. "Shit. Mila, I'm so

my wrist was far stronger than it should have been, and her

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