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Chapter 0729

"Enzo?" I called out. "You home?"

"I'm in here."

I rounded the corner to the living room to find Enzo sitting on the sofa. I couldn't help but furrow my brow a bit as I looked at him; no movie, no video game, no book. He was just... sitting there. He hadn't even changed his shirt since what had happened that morning in the weight room. There was still blood on it from where he had wiped his knuckles. It had turned brown by now.

"You alright?" I asked, taking a cautious step forward. I gestured toward his bloodied shirt. "How long have you been home?"

"Oh." He looked down at his shirt and shrugged. "Just an hour or so. I guess I forgot to change."

I watched as he stood and began making his way toward the stairs to go and change in the bedroom, but I stopped him before he could get there.

"Hey," I said softly, pressing my hand against his chest despite the blood. "Talk to me."

bit, although I couldn't tell if he was genuinely confused or trying

what there is to talk about.

he finally sighed. "Look, I got carried away with Matt earlier, that's all,"

a huge difference between a spar gone wrong and almost killing your

turned, striding over to the kitchen. I watched as he rather forcefully grabbed a glass out of the cupboard, filled it with water, and began

"I apologized, we talked it out. You said yourself that

what happened in Mila's clutches really affected you. And I think that maybe jumping headfirst into training might not be the best

"So what are you saying?" he asked with a slight scoff. "That I should just

"Well, no, but "

around his glass. "I won't rest until she's dead,

head. "I know you're mad. I know you're in pain. But

"No!"