Chapter 0609

Nina

My eyes went wide as Enzo uttered those words.

*I'm not entirely sure if I'm going to take this job after all."

It didn't make any sense. Enzo had been so excited about this job all along, and yet he was changing his mind suddenly out of the blue. Something had happened while he was gone, I was sure of it.

My mind raced to put the pieces together. The hurt wrist, the flinching, the distance in his eyes... Did someone attack him? One of the hockey players, maybe? But why? Everyone seemed to love him.

"But I just don't get it," I found myself saying, throwing my hands up in exasperation. "You were so excited about this job, Enzo. What changed?"

Enzo simply shrugged. "Look," he said, "I just don't know if it's a good idea, that's all."

"Why, though?" I asked. "Can you at least explain this one thing?"

He took a moment to collect his thoughts, his brow furrowing as he contemplated his response. I watched as he crossed over to the other side of the room and leaned on the desk that sat under the window. Everything in his movements told me everything that I needed to know; that he wasn't telling the truth.

Again.

"I just... I want to be by your side, you know?" he began, his voice barely more than a whisper. "I don't feel right leaving you with the pregnancy, especially with everything else going on. I've been thinking about it, and I know I would feel better if I was with you throughout all of this."

a part of me was touched by what he was saying. It was a reasonable desire, to want to stay with his pregnant wife; but it

"This is so important to you. We made a promise to each other that we wouldn't let

that simple, is it?" he asked, finally

was almost palpable, and something told me that there was more to this than met

you

his arms over his chest. "Look, Nina, I love you," he said a little more gently now. "But is it really an

said sternly. "And as far as I know, you were

whole host of emotions seemed to flicker through Enzo's brown eyes, and each of them was even more unreadable than the last. I felt like, with each passing moment, my husband was

on my heel, heading over to the door leading to the bathroom. "Whatever," I said, annoyance threading through my

walked over to it, turning on the hot water. Soon, the bathroom began to fill with steam, and the scent of lavender and soothing echinacea began to

his job was one thing, but

fact that he refused to just

was the right temperature, and let out a small sigh as I sank into the water. My fingers

of a lotus flower all around. In the center was a

at it. Hopefully this wasn't a gimmick, just some piece of jewelry that would do nothing. But even if it was, it

up and through the steam to see

grip on the talisman and allowing it

"Room

mad at him like that. I nodded and readjusted my position to let him in, and watched as he took his clothes off

our limbs tangled beneath the water. The steam floating in the air between us served as a

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