“I’ll play.” Enzo’s voice was firm and sure, just like it always was. When I looked over at him, he was staring right at me from across the fire pit. My heart started racing, even though this was a memory -- I had already lived it. “Yay!” Jessica said, clapping her hands. “Nina, you’re playing, ri
Nina The infirmary was dimly lit and quiet when I woke up. It took a few long moments for my eyes to adjust before I finally realized where I was and what had happened. My mind felt foggy, although not nearly as foggy as it did when Edward gave me my medicine. “Nina,” Enzo said softly, squeezing m
Tiffany nodded. “So, while the Crescents and the Fullmoons were fighting and killing each other, the seven of us got to know each other as we bonded over our love for hockey. Some of us began to realize that the war was pointless, and so the hockey club eventually turned into a safe haven for young
Nina Just as Tiffany suspected, my wounds were indeed almost fully healed. “You’ll likely have some scars on your belly from those gashes,” she said as she carefully removed the stitches from the already healed flesh, “but other than that… I think you’re okay.” I nodded, feeling both grateful for
Enzo paused, his brown eyes searching my face, before he finally nodded silently. I realized now that I was gripping his hand tightly as though my life depended on it, like letting him go would cause him to vanish from existence. And so, while Jessica and Lori continued to bicker, I led him to my r
Nina After our shower together, Enzo and I felt so exhausted from our experience that we crawled into bed despite the fact that it was broad daylight outside. When I finally awoke several hours later, it was dark in my room, and I found the warmth of his strong arms around me to be a welcome comfor
I wanted to stop him, to tell him that he didn’t have to go through with the arranged marriage, that we could run away together… But before I could say any of that, he quickly finished dressing and walked out of the room without so much as a ‘goodbye’. I heard the front door open and close, and then
Nina “Are you working for Edward? Huh?” Enzo snarled. “What? N-No,” Justin said, squirming in Enzo’s tightening grip. Enzo had him pinned to the wall with a fistful of Justin’s shirt, and while he growled menacingly at Justin, onlookers began to murmur with worry and confusion. “Enzo,” I said, r