Enzo

I stared down into the oceans of pain and humiliation that dominated

Sera’s perfect face. One side was scraped and bloodied from the tree trunk. I lifted my hand to touch her without thinking about it, horrified that I’d hurt her, then let it fall to my side again. Her screams echoed in my ears, a haunting reminder of the past, and my jaw hurt where she’d landed a good punch.

For a moment, my throat was so tight I couldn’t speak.

What the fuck was wrong with me?

I’d spotted Sera on the video feed the moment she’d left our bedroom. I’d known immediately that she was leaving....