Chapter 83

GIULIA

I had just stepped down from the car when Kenzo stormed out of the house. “What the hell is going on? Why are you guys—Lia?” He blinked, dazed. “Nah, I must be making things up,” he muttered, rubbing his eyes.

My lips lifted in a grin as my eyes ran over him, starting from his head to his feet, which were slipped into comfortable slippers. Kenzo had changed. It was obvious. The dramatic change made me lift an eyebrow. My once goofy friend looked more hardened, just like Mark did when I met him for the first time.

He had completely shaved his hair, like a monk. There was no strand of hair on his head, and his eyes, which once held admiration whenever they beheld me, seemed lifeless.

“Kenzo?” I finally found my voice, stepping towards him as I reached out to him. Seeing him this way tugged on my heartstrings. I couldn't tell why, but I felt I was part of the reason for his indifferent look.

The minute his name left my lips, his face transformed as his lips lifted into a grin.