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I don’t want to go back to Enzo’s house. I think existing there is easier when we’re in the hot tub because I don’t feel at home inside. Being outside is easier because it’s not ‘his’.”
Enzo reaches across the car and takes my hand. He’s trying really hard, and I ran away. Even worse, he came to talk to me, and I didn’t say much. He deserves to know the whole truth. I know he worked it out and understands a bit, but he should know everything.
“Everyone was yelling the day that it happened,” I say softly. I don’t need to explain what I’m talking about. He knows. “It was so loud, and I was so confused and scared. I wanted to get away from it.”
Enzo squeezes my hand, glancing over at me as we near the house. “So when things are loud, you want to run away.”
I nod. He
