I take a deep breath, trying to push my own selfish pain away. She doesn’t need to feel my pain. She needs my help.
So I walk over to her and kneel in front of her as I do every day. I want to take her hand, but I hate forcing her to do anything. Although, I’ve broken that promise a few times over the month and a half now.
“I love you, Kai. You are the love of my life, come back to me…”
31
Kai
“Come back to me…” Enzo says.
It’s the same words he says to me every single day.
But I can’t come back.
I’m not the same person.
And Enzo isn’t the person I thought he was. Milo reminded me how many people Enzo has killed. He may have saved many women, but he’s killed more.
I blink, know that was just the conditioning. Milo wants me to hate Enzo. Stop thinking that! I scream at myself.
But I don’t show Enzo any of the turmoil going on inside me. I’m not quiet because of the trauma of what Milo did to me; I’m quiet because I need the quiet to work through the chaos inside my head.
Enzo stays one hour before he can’t be calm anymore. And then he leaves. A few minutes later, Liesel enters the room.
She never goes easy on me. Not like Enzo and Langston do. I haven’t spoken to her, but I’ve heard everything on her mind.
How I need to woman up. How I need to put Enzo out of his misery and just say something, anything. How I’m being a little bit selfish.
But she also says how sorry she is. She cries. She gets mad at Milo and curses him.
And then she smiles at me when she asks me how good it felt to kill him.
I may not answer back, but that doesn’t stop Liesel. And our friendship grows in an unexpected way as she tells me all of her own truths.
About her and Enzo.
About Langston and their weird relationship.
About her apartment.
About how she secretly hates yachts, but don’t tell Enzo that.
About how she wants to get a dog but thinks she is allergic.
About everything on her mind.
And with every truth she tells me, I want to tell her the one that changed me. The single truth that will change everything.
I smile, well two truths.
Liesel notices my smile. “You smiled!” she squeals.
I frown.
And she snaps her hand over her mouth. “Sorry, I shouldn’t get Enzo’s hopes up.” She walks over to the door and closes and locks it before sitting in the chair next to me.
“There, now we are alone. Smile away. Don’t worry, I won’t brag to Enzo that I was the one who got you to smile.” Liesel leans back in her chair.