Enzo

I immediately lowered my weapon when I saw there was only one occupant in the room. The woman cowering on the mattress was nothing like the confident female who’d shown up at my door in a dress that looked like it was made of nothing but fucking bandages. I almost walked away, thinking I had the wrong room, until I saw a lock of pink hair sticking out from beneath the sheet covering her body and most of her face. “Sera?”

Her sob was raw and painful in my ears, but she didn’t move. Didn’t come to me. I scanned the room, wondering if someone was in there with...