C36 A BREATH AWAY FROM DARKNESS

Enzo’s POV

The blood on my hands is warm, too warm. It’s Isabella's blood, and no matter how strongly I push down, it won’t stop. I feel like I’m drowning. Every breath I take is a battle, every heartbeat a reminder of what I stand to lose.

“Stay with me,” I plead, my voice raspy and urgent. “Don’t you dare leave me.”

Her eyes flutter open, the light in them dim. “Enzo,” she says