Nina Weeks passed after the party in the woods. Enzo and I realistically had all of the time in the world to plan our wedding, but neither of us wanted to wait. We planned to have the wedding on New Year’s Eve, which only gave us a few weeks to plan, but with the help of our friends and my father,
Nina “Nina,” Jessica called out. “It’s time.” I turned to face my friends with a teary-eyed smile. They were right; it was time for the wedding to begin. And now that I had my mom and my brother at my side, I felt happier than ever. Lori and Jessica led me inside while my mom and Taylor headed
Luke said nothing as he held the rings out for us, but as his eyes met mine, I could see a hint of pure joy in his teary gaze. I teared up a little, too, as I remembered how much our friendship had blossomed over the past few months. “You’ve grown so much,” Luke finally whispered so only I could h
Nina The tick of the lecture hall clock echoed with a relentless rhythm. Each second was a heartbeat closer to the close of the exam and to freedom. The winter had been bitterly cold, and the spring semester had been exhausting. But in that moment, in that vast room with its intense silence, I w
“We’ll all have to go,” Lori said, tucking a strand of black hair behind her ear. “Close out the semester on a good note.” Lori’s words were bittersweet. Because unbeknownst to anyone, Enzo had an announcement to make. A big, huge, life-altering announcement. And it was bound to ruffle some feathe
Nina Enzo leaned heavily on the divider, staring quietly down at the ice. “Enzo?” I prodded him, lifting his chin to meet my gaze. “Tell me you’ve made the announcement.” “I… Erm…” He cleared his throat, his brown eyes darting around somewhat nervously. “Maybe. Sort of.” I folded my arms acr
Before I could reply, the very subject of our conversation made his presence known. “Nina! Enzo!” Matt’s voice echoed across the arena, filled with his characteristic exuberance. I glanced at Enzo, raising an eyebrow as we both turned to greet him. Matt, ever the athlete, was dressed in his usua
Nina The warm, golden hue of the vanity lights cast a soft glow over my reflection, emphasizing the gentle waves in my black hair and the understated smoky eye I had managed after three failed attempts. My fingers worked meticulously as I applied the final touch—a deep shade of maroon to my lips.