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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."

if he was genuinely confused or trying to play it cool. " What's there to talk about?"

"You know what there is to talk

his brown eyes searching my face, before he finally sighed. "Look, I got carried away with Matt earlier, that's all," he said. "Just a

"There's a huge difference between a spar gone wrong and almost killing

Enzo's nostrils flared and he turned, striding over to the kitchen. I watched as he rather forcefully grabbed a glass out

he said. "I apologized, we talked it out. You

my lower lip before continuing. "Enzo, I think that what happened in Mila's clutches really affected you. And I think

frowned deeply, causing the subtle lines in his face to darken. "So what are you saying?" he asked with a slight scoff. "That I should just

"Well, no, but "

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

you're in pain. But

"No!"