Chapter 91

"Mommy, where is Papa?"

I turned slowly. Enzo is staring at me with those innocent eyes. He’s expecting Zane to be here and I don’t know what to tell him. My eyes are still puffy from crying, and the air in the living room feels too thick, like it’s pressing down on my chest.

Enzo’s little hand tugs at my sleeve. “Mommy?”

I crouch down so we’re eye-level, forcing the corners of my mouth into somet