The cold, sharp bite of the ice-rink’s air faded as the sounds of the crowd grew deafening. Making my way down toward the rink, I felt the surge of warmth wrap around me long before I realized it was Enzo, embracing me tightly amidst the throng. His uniform, still damp with sweat, clung to him but
“We did good,” Enzo corrected with a grin. As Matt and Enzo chatted about their final victory together, I glanced over, distracted from the festivities, and my gaze settled on a familiar figure. Luke stood by himself, leaning against the dimly lit wall. His posture, though relaxed, belied the conc
Nina The bathroom door swung closed behind me with a resounding thud, its finality echoing through the tight space. I looked at Lori and Jessica, who stared back at me with an intense scrutiny in their eyes. “Alright, alright, go ahead,” I groaned, leaning against the bathroom sink and folding m
“But would that really be what you want?” Jessica asked, her tone cautious. “A secret abortion? It’s a huge decision, Nina. One that you’d have to live with forever.” “Look,” I snapped, feeling cornered. “I don’t even know for sure if I’m pregnant yet. So there’s no point in having this conversati
Nina The night air had grown chilly by the time Enzo and I arrived at home. I put our pickup truck in park in the driveway and glanced over at Enzo, whose cheeks were red from one last drink at the bar with his teammates. “Your cheeks are rosy,” I teased, nudging him with my elbow. Enzo grinne
Enzo shot me a confused look, but said nothing. I tried to hide my ragged breath as I gently untangled myself from him and made my way upstairs, where I turned on the shower, peeled my clothes off, and jumped in before the water even had a chance to warm up. The biting cold of the water sent a sho
Nina “Nina, you need to tell me what’s going on.” In the aftermath of my mad dash to the bathroom, Enzo’s concerned voice hung in the silent air. The weight of everything was pressing down on me, the silence only punctuated by the sounds of the birds outside and the ocean below. My eyes flitte
Nina Enzo turned the key in the ignition, and the car roared to life. My fingers nervously tapped against the edge of my seat, as though that would somehow repair my frayed nerves. “Do you want to go in alone, or do you want me to come with you?” Enzo asked, his voice light and gentle, which I s