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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."

couldn't tell if he was genuinely confused or trying to play it cool.

there is

moment, his brown eyes searching my face, before he finally sighed. "Look, I got carried away with

it. "There's a huge difference between a spar

chord. Enzo's nostrils flared and he turned, striding over to the kitchen. I watched as he rather

"I apologized, we talked it out. You said yourself that his nose isn't

paused, chewing my lower lip before continuing. "Enzo, I think that what happened in Mila's clutches really affected you. And I think that maybe jumping headfirst into training might not be the best

causing the subtle lines in his face to darken. "So what are you saying?" he asked with a slight scoff. "That I should just sit around? Let someone else

"Well, no, but "

"I won't

mad. I know you're in pain. But it's okay to rest, even

"No!"