Enzo said we should go back to the party, but I wanted to stay away from him as much as I could. He said himself I was a waste of time, with all the intention to hurt me and no intention to take it back. I told him I would go back to school and simply walked away from him, part of me hoping he would go after me. He never did.
My entire world fell apart at my feet at that moment. That breakup was much more painful than what I could ever anticipate and I really didn't know who to blame. Was it my fault for not trying harder? Was it his fault for being so inflexible? It seemed pointless to find someone or something to blame. All I knew is that my heart was broken. Mates or not, fated or not… I loved Enzo and that feeling became crystal clear for me the moment I said I loved him. Enzo was dec
