024: "Enzo Is An Obsessive Psychopath. He Is Insane, And Sienna Is Living Proof Of It."

[Anastasia's point of view]

It was one in the morning and I couldn't sleep. Even though the windows were closed, I could feel a cold breeze slipping in, followed by the chill of the AC.

I looked at the empty side of the bed; Enzo had said he would return, but it had been hours and there had been no sign of him.

I drew my knees up to my chest and hugged them. I had no idea I was so attached to Enzo until now. Maybe Rue was right; I was hooked on Enzo. Perhaps it was because he was the first man I'd been with, or perhaps it was something else.

And speaking of Rue, I was curious about her condition. She must be suffering greatly while I was only restrained by handcuffs to the bed.

For some reason, I felt it was my fault that we were caught. I sighed and hugged my knees even more tightly. I'd find her in the morning and apologize.

I lost patience after another 30 dragged-out minutes. I dragged myself out of bed and squeaked out of the room. The moment I walked into the deserted hallway