The Price of Her Scars

Cora.

“Enzo,” Vanessa called abruptly, planting herself in our way. She scratched her hair, a displeased expression on her face. “Don’t you think you’re being too impulsive right now? It’s not too late to take back what you said. You’re giving up your position for her?” She pointed to me with disgust. “You’re not being logical right now.”

Enzo’s hand tightened around mine. “Since when did you star