ENZO POV
Early Tuesday morning.
It was early, too early to be awake.
But my eyes were opened. And all I could think about was a woman I should be planning to kill.
Love should be the last thing I feel.
But I felt it - right in my chest....
ENZO POV
Early Tuesday morning.
It was early, too early to be awake.
But my eyes were opened. And all I could think about was a woman I should be planning to kill.
Love should be the last thing I feel.
But I felt it - right in my chest....