The Unspoken Past

Enzo

A subtle glare was etched on his face. I smirked, shoving my hands into my pockets. "It's no problem to me. What exactly is the issue? Don't you want your daughter to have a real marriage?"

"With you?" He seemed genuinely shocked. As soon as the words left his mouth, he sighed and tried to change his narrative. "I don't mind that you two are… getting closer, but remember why you married her."