The Memorial Truce

Cora.

Enzo’s grip on my wrist tightened, shielding me from Vanessa and Damián's glare. I remained still, dazed. There was something going on that I had no idea about. Why were they so repulsed because I was here? What did Vanessa mean by her statement about Enzo's father being humiliated? It was as if I was a great enemy that should be nowhere near him. I never even came in contact with Enzo's fat