“Are you okay?” Dale asked. His face went serious the moment Annika left us at the table.
“I don’t know,” I said honestly.
I felt at ease with Dale. He already knew what was going on with me, so I didn’t have to lie.
“Yeah,” he said and took a sip of wine. “If I were you, I’d feel the same.”
I gave him an awkward smile.
I’d been sitting in the dining room for a while now, waiting for Enzo to come back. I couldn’t sit still. I kept thinking something was happening to him.
Guilt twisted in my stomach. I felt like a burden to Enzo. I’d caused a huge mess in his family. His father’s rage had been terrifying.
Why did Enzo even agree to marry me? Look what happened. Everything blew up.
Earlier, I’d been terrified of his father. He was furious, and I couldn’t help pressing myself
