CHAPTER FOURTY FOUR- Picnic

Yanna

It’s been a week and few days since we stayed at our place in Italy, Enzo has been busy with zoom meetings even though I told him to get as much rest as he can but he just seems to be too much of a workaholic.

“Where should I place this?” Sunny asks as I pack in snacks and drinks into the picnic basket.

I eye the large sheet in her hands. “Just place it in that bag.” I point at.

She hums and does as I say.

Donatello walks in and greets me but doesn’t even glance at Sunny which was weird considering the fact that they’re close. I notice this as Sunny also avoids to pay him any attention.

Once he walks upstairs to Enzo’s office, I turn to her. “Spill.”

She raises a brow. “Spill what?”

I cross my arms and lean against the counter, giving her an incredulous look. “You know what I mean…..I felt the tension between you two.”

Her face scrunches in disgust but I don’t miss the slight tint of pink on her nose bridge. “Ew…what tension are you talking about?”

I shrug. “